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The lowest end of the Hanging Mountain, flush with the cliff where Xu Yeyue stands, is like a spire, only three or five meters wide. The more you go up, the wider the mountain, the trees are lush, the top slope, the radius is more than ten miles, the clouds and mountains are covered with fog, like a fairyland in the air.

Countless vines stretched down from the mountain, like countless dragons climbing in the mountain, binding the soil and stones in the mountain. The vines are wound into a dense rattan net, overlapping and overlapping, sparse but not leaking......

What a sight!

It is really a fairy mansion, a wonderful land of cultivation!

"This Hanging Mountain, is where the Demon Fighting Cave Mansion is located, is it the cultivation place of the master of Jiuchong Mountain, Xu Wuji?"

Hengjiang watched from afar, did not reveal his hiding, and watched the changes.

After Xu Yeyue lured the Hanging Mountain out, a smile appeared on her face, and she took out a slender bamboo pole from her sleeve.

Yokoe thought, "The end of this bamboo pole, with silk threads entangled, must be a fishing rod." But the hanging mountains are lush and green, the trees are luxuriant, and although the flowers are still blooming like spring in the middle of winter, there are no rivers and lakes to be seen, so what is the use of her taking out her fishing rod?"

The immortal monks of all parties hidden not far away were also secretly guessing the usefulness of the fishing rod in Xu Yeyue's hand, but they couldn't figure it out.

Xu Yeyue reached into her sleeve, took out a finger-sized rattle, and tied it to the end of the fishing line.

Immediately afterwards, another magic trick was cast from Xu Yeyue's hands.

Sou!

The fishing line wrapped around the rod seemed to come to life in an instant, dancing like a snake in the air.

The rattle was pounding, shaking constantly, and slowly flew towards the Hanging Mountain with the fishing line, but when it was close to the Hanging Mountain, it was blocked by the formation of the Hanging Mountain.

Xu Yeyue seemed to have expected it, took out a piece of talisman paper, and pasted it on the fishing rod.

With a burst of firelight, the rune paper burned to ashes, and as for the fishing rod in Xu Yeyue's hand, it emitted a layer of faint light. The light extended with the fishing line, and when the rattle was completely covered by the shimmer, the little drum shuddered and rose into the formation, floating above a vine.

Knock Knock......

Knock Knock......

A slight drum beat, coming from afar.

If it weren't for Hengjiang's cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear this drum.

The winter is bitterly cold, the mountains are high and the wind is strong, whirring, and the wind is like a ghost crying wolf.

The snow is coming, and the light is dim at night, so that the frost and snow are not white, but the sky and the earth are gray. The faint light emitted by the fishing rod illuminated the purple clothes on Xu Yeyue's body, and also illuminated her unique bearing of fishing near the cliff.

This night, the wind and snow are surging, the hanging mountain in the air slowly turns, and the Xianmen monks who are secretly peeping are treacherous in their hearts, only Xu Yeyue's body does not move at all, holding a fishing rod, and his body does not move at all, like an old monk in a fixed place, and like a white-haired fisherman who has seen through his life.

Thousands of fishing lines and a rod, one person fishing alone in the snow and a thousand mountains!

The sky is cold and the ground is freezing, if ordinary people are blown by the wind in this place, even a strong man with the strength to carry the crown will be frozen into a stiff corpse. Even those Immortal Sect monks who were secretly hiding were a little impatient, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The hanging mountain slowly turned, round and round.

It wasn't until she turned to the seventh lap that Xu Yeyue finally made a move, she was thousands of feet away, controlling the rattle that was floating near the vines in the mountains, making the drum sound more and more rapid.

Suddenly, a nursery rhyme came from the mountains.

"Green mountains turn, green mountains turn greens. Delay, young man. The north wind rises, and the frost and snow are overflowing. It's hard to live forever, it's hard to live forever ......"

The singing voice is fluttering, but the voice is immature, and the milk voice is milky.

Hengjiang condensed his eyesight, and with the power of the blindfold of all the wonderful appearances, he looked into the distance, and only saw a pair of small hands with delicate skin and flesh, which stretched out from the vines first. The little hand grasped a mountain vine and climbed hard, and after a while a chubby little doll who looked to be three or four years old, wearing a red belly pocket and pigtails, with a pair of big black eyes, and a pure and immaculate gaze, stared straight at the rattle tied to the fishing line.

Unconsciously, the rhythm of the rattle drum and the nursery rhyme of the little doll fit together.

The doll stared at the rattle and held out her hand......

"Xu Yeyue must have come here for this doll. ”

Hengjiang already had a guess in his heart, but he didn't understand for a while, but he didn't understand why Xu Yeyue knew that there was a mountain outside the mountain here, suspended in the sky, and even knew that there was a little doll hidden in this mountain, which could use the rattle as bait to lure the little doll out.

The monks of the Immortal Sect who were hidden in the shadows around them were also hot.

It was cold, but the little doll was only wearing a belly pocket, not afraid of the cold. And in the hanging mountain, it seems that there are no birds and beasts at all, and there is no trace of people, the little doll is obviously at an age when she can't take care of herself, but she can be raised for nothing.

All kinds of signs mean that this little doll has an extraordinary background.

The little doll smashed the rattle with a small stone, gradually relaxed her vigilance against the rattle, and then stretched out her finger and tentatively poked the rattle a few times, grabbing the rattle in her hand.

"Sleepy!"

As soon as the magic trick in Xu Yeyue's hand changed, the faint light on the rattle trembled violently, covering the little doll, and the doll was frozen in place, unable to move.

Suddenly, the fishing line that tied the rattle suddenly loosened, as if it had come to life, and with lightning speed, the doll who was playing with the rattle was trapped solidly. As she flicked the fishing rod, the little doll was like a fish caught in a hook, and was fished out by Xu Yeyue from the vines of the green mountains outside the mountain.

The little doll hugged the rattle tightly, but found that it was tied with a fishing line, so she danced and tried to break free, but she couldn't break free, so her mouth was deflated, her eyes were filled with tears, and she cried loudly.

Wow......

Hoarse cries resounded everywhere.

Xu Yeyue was indifferent, she only concentrated on casting a spell, retracted the fishing line, grabbed the little doll in her hand, flicked her sleeves, and tore off the altar placed on the edge of the cliff. After her many methods were withdrawn, the hanging mountain that rotated endlessly in the air blurred into countless cyan ripples, and disappeared without a trace between breaths, as if this mountain had never appeared here.

"The doll is well-behaved, don't cry, don't cry. ”

Xu Yeyue collected the fishing rod and other objects, and then cast a confinement spell with her left hand, held the little doll firmly in her arms, and took out small windmills, rag dolls and other toys, stuffed them into the doll's hands in the same way, and comforted: "Don't cry doll, I will give you a lot of fun and delicious food, it must be happier than you in the lonely mountain." ”

However, when the little doll heard her say this, she cried even more sadly.

When the doll cries, tears will be overflowing, and the little doll that Xu Yeyue fished especially had a lot of tears.

Crystal teardrops, under the light of Xu Yeyue's left spell, were like shining pearls, slipping off the baby's face and falling into the snow.

Although the Qingdang Peak here is inaccessible, the wild grass and trees in the mountains are extremely luxuriant.

In the cold winter, the grass withers, is pressed by snow and frost, and the four fields are white, which makes the mountains appear empty.

But now the little doll's tears fell to the ground, and there was a sound of clattering frost breaking on the snow.

Hengjiang was hidden more than ten meters away, and the sound of snow breaking was heard vividly, and I could see more clearly, one by one, the wilted gray weeds and branches and leaves actually broke through the snow and gradually emerged.

As for the original yellow and decaying branches and leaves, they have gradually regained their greenness!

In just a few breaths, where the doll's tears fell, there were already clusters of verdant and tender grass.

Such a scene only makes people feel that where Xu Yeyue stands, the cold winter has gone, and spring has come.

If you were an ordinary girl, she would be pleasantly surprised to see such a scene of dead grass and heavy work, and she would even get the grass back together with the soil next to the root system, plant it in a flower pot, and store it with peace of mind. But Xu Yeyue flicked her fingers, and sprinkled sparks with her fingertips, burning the green grass that had just grown into ashes in an instant and drifting away with the wind.

Xu Yeyue was cautious, afraid that others would be suspicious when they saw that the withered grass here suddenly came to life. It's a pity that she didn't know that what she did tonight, before and after, was all seen clearly. Since everyone knew that she could calculate the birth time of the Demon Fighting Cave Mansion, they would definitely keep an eye on her, and whenever she made any moves, they would attract the attention of others. ”

Hengjiang watched from a distance, sighed in his heart, stared at the doll in Xu Yeyue's arms with burning eyes, and thought: "I don't know where this little doll comes from, the tears left when crying have the effect of regenerating the withered grass." This kind of means, tears and rebirth, is already equivalent to the legend, the immortal master of the immortal sect of the ability to live and die, flesh and bones! This doll is so mysterious, how could the monks of the Immortal Sect here let this matter go?"

Sure enough, Xu Yeyue had just burned the grass on the ground, and was about to cast the Xianmen spell, and when she took off and left, the monks of the major Xianmen dojos hidden nearby couldn't bear it anymore and showed their figures.

Xu Yeyue looked startled, but she didn't say anything.

Although her eyes are smart and pure, her mind is much more complex than that of ordinary simple girls. There is no need to ask, no need to say, she already knows that these Xianmen monks who have shown their deeds must have come with bad intentions.

Xu Yeyue only held the doll tightly in her arms, covered the doll with a robe, and with a slight flick of her right hand, there was already a feather fan woven from the tail feathers of the peacock, which she held in her hand and pointed to the monks of various factions in front of her.

"Now that the people of the Seven Great Avenues in the southeast of the Middle-earth Empire have gathered in Qingdang Peak, we should have worked together to visit the Fighting Demon Cave Mansion together. But the girl came here at night, wanting to eat alone, which was not benevolent enough. ”

"Qingdang Peak is a borderless land, and this thing is also an ownerless thing. ”

"What is ownerless, he who sees has a share. It is reasonable to share with us in the Hongdu Dojo. ”

The crowd was gossiping.

In a moment, they were already unanimous, each in their own direction, surrounding Xu Yeyue in the middle.

"Borderlands?"

Hengjiang asked coldly, holding a flame as a lantern in his hand, striding out of the wind and snow.

When everyone heard this, Huo Ran turned around and looked at Hengjiang.

Hengjiang was smiling and gentle, and his body was filled with a little bit of scholarly air that was difficult to see in the people of Xianmen. As he walked, he pinched his fingers and calculated, and said indifferently: "This place is four hundred and seventy miles away from Shanhai City. Shanhai City is less than 800 miles away from my Xuanming Mountain. In this way, Qingdang Peak and the surrounding mountains and rivers are all within the boundaries of my Xuanming Dojo within a radius of 1,300 miles, and this geography should belong to my Xuanming Dojo, and the Fighting Demon Cave Mansion also belongs to my Xuanming Dojo, so how can it be regarded as an ownerless thing? I Xuanming Dojo allowed you to come here to visit the Fighting Demon Cave Mansion, without forcibly obstructing you, let alone driving you away, which is considered to be benevolent and righteous. But instead of being grateful, you will take revenge, saying that this is a terra nullius...... Could it be that over the years, my Xuanming Dojo has been so merciful to people that all factions in the world have forgotten that I can kill people as a Xuanming monk?"

As he spoke, Yokoe's tone became colder and colder.

The smile on his face vanished, and his eyes were full of anger......