Chapter 887: The Returning Zhong Shan Snow
The Changmei Daoist went down to the Tianshan Mountain this time, with the blue and red swords of the town faction, in order to investigate the death of the three senior brothers who went down the mountain seven years ago.
The goal of the three of them is very clear, that is, Jinyang Prefecture, but they don't want to go down the mountain, all the soul lamps left in the mountain gate are extinguished, and the entire Tianshan faction is shocked. In Changmei's opinion, in the entire Jinyang Prefecture, the only one who has the strength to kill his three senior brothers is Nantianmen.
After making up his mind to go to Tiankui Peak, Changmei glanced at Junwei who was sitting in the mountain pavilion again, and said a poor way to retreat, but the other party didn't even raise his eyelids.
The disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect have always been arrogant, and they think that they are the number one sword cultivation sect in the world, and this Shushan Junwei is even more so, so Changmei does not intend to conflict with it too much. The purpose of his coming today was just to understand the strength of the Nantianmen heirs through Jun Wei.
A ball of cyan sword light appeared, enveloping the long eyebrows in it, rising into the sky and disappearing into the sky. When he was in the air, he still glanced at the mountain, and he could no longer see the figure of Junwei sitting alone in the mountain pavilion, but he could imagine that he always held a breath in his heart.
In the world, it can be said that it is in the chaotic times, the countries on the Void Immortal Continent are fighting chaotically, and the attacks are endless, relatively speaking, Linjian Village is relatively calm, because it is far away from the big city, so the chaos has not yet appeared in Linjian Village.
But today, there was a person here, and the whole village rushed to see it, or not one, but a group, but among this group of people, they only knew one, but this one was enough to shake the entire Linjian Village and even the people of ten miles and eight towns.
That person is Zhong Shanxue, Zhong Shanxue who was taken away by a mysterious woman in the mountain temple.
She can be said to be Chen Gong's life-saving benefactor, who has disappeared without a trace for so many years, Chen Gong only knew from Zhu Toushan's mouth that he was taken away by a woman.
And the villagers of Linjian Village didn't know at all, when Zhong Shanxue came to the mountain temple on the snow road after the death of Daddy Zhong, wearing a heavy filial piety, the weather was very bad that day, although some people saw Zhong Shanxue on the temple square, but they didn't see her come back, nor did they see her go away with the mysterious woman.
Therefore, the people in the village thought that she had found a short time because of her father's death, but she never saw Zhong Shanxue's body. After so many years, most of the adults of that year have already grown old, and a group of people of the same size are also in their thirties and forties, and some of the children in the family have already married and had children.
When they saw Zhong Shanxue coming from outside the village with a group of people, many people were dumbfounded, they didn't expect Zhong Shanxue to be alive and still so young, they knew now that Zhong Shanxue was no longer what it used to be, and it was no longer the little girl of the Orion family who had no choice of fate.
There was a deserted house in the back of Linjian Village, and in front of the house stood seven young men and women, all of whom had a clear breath, obviously cultivators.
"Senior sister, this is where you grew up?" said a man with a small beard on his chin, who looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and although his appearance was not very handsome, he also had a somewhat chic temperament.
Zhong Shanxue nodded in response, and a woman next to her said: "Senior sister, you said that this Linjian Village is not very good, there is neither a spiritual vein, nor a feng shui treasure, why bother to come back." Now that you have embarked on the path of cultivation, you should cut off all the earthly conditions. ”
"Yes, Senior Sister. Zhong Shanxue replied in a low voice.
"Master, let's travel the world and refine our Dao hearts, let's leave here tomorrow. "That senior sister seems to be a rather powerful person, and she can't help but say authentic.
"Senior sister, can you stay here for a few more days, I ......" Zhong Shanxue looked at the senior sister next to him who was taller than herself and had a strong and domineering personality, and said in a low voice.
"Since you have entered the gate of my immortal path, you must cut off the worldly involvement, this is the tempering of your Dao heart. The less concern you have for the world, the more you can do it. The senior sister's tone became stern.
"Yes, Senior Sister. Then I'll go to my father's grave to finish the incense, and then go to the mountain temple to see it and leave. Zhong Shanxue lowered her head and said, and looked back at the weedy room behind her, as if she had made up her mind.
"Mountain Temple?, Senior Sister, your identity is different now, if you enter the Mountain Temple again, it will be a loss of face for the master. Some of the few people who had not spoken next to him had already laughed out loud and persuaded one after another.
"Senior sister, don't go to this mountain temple, it's just a small mountain god, I can't stand your worship. The senior sister said.
"Yes, junior sister, you are no longer mortal, the mountain god is just a small god, and he can't afford your worship. The mustachioed man said.
"I just wanted to check it out. Zhong Shanxue said in a low voice, among the sects where she is located, the senior brothers and sisters of the same sect are all above the top, even in front of those disciples of the Great Cultivation True Sect, they will not be half a point weaker, let alone face the little mountain god.
They saw Zhong Shanxue insisting on going, just looking at it with hatred of iron and steel, and some of them had playful eyes, for them, although Zhong Shanxue was the youngest junior sister among them, she was also the little disciple who was most concerned by the master, and all the Taoism was taught by the master himself, while most of the others were taught by the senior brother and the second senior sister.
Zhong Shanxue is a smart and agile girl, how could she not feel the strangeness in the eyes of other senior brothers and sisters, so she has always rarely spoken in the master's sect, except for cultivation or cultivation, this time if it wasn't for the master to let her follow the senior brother and the second senior sister down the mountain to practice, I am afraid that she would still stay in the mountains to cultivate.
When the senior brother went down the mountain and asked her if she wanted to go home to see it, her longing for Linjian Village immediately came like a tide, but everything has long been wrong, and her childhood playmate is about to grow old, just like a river is a stone, which has long been worn away by the years.
She walked alone in the village, walking the countless roads she had walked when she was a child, and looking at the roads and houses that had not changed, she felt very strange. The curious children behind him kept following, and there were always awe-inspiring eyes of adults in the distance.
Someone finally came to talk to her, and it was the current village chief. Zhong Shanxue tried her best to make herself look the same as before, but in exchange for it, she was still in awe. This is not what Zhong Shanxue wants, the village chief dodgedly asked Zhong Shanxue if he was already a cultivator, Zhong Shanxue nodded, the village chief became more and more awe-inspired, and he didn't dare to speak easily in front of Zhong Shanxue. All the way, Zhong Shanxue asked, and the village chief answered.
She knew what the village chief was afraid of, when Father Zhong was there, her relationship with him was not very good, and she remembered that once her father almost fought with him. At that time, the young Zhong Shanxue still wanted to help his father fight when he grew up.
But with the death of her father that year, the moment she braved the wind and snow to step into the mountain temple and take off with her current master, her fate with this Linjian Village was broken.
She still clearly remembered that her master had told her that her fate with this Linjian Village was over. And when he went down the mountain this time, although the master didn't say anything, the senior brother asked where he was going, and when he said that he wanted to go home and see, none of the senior sisters objected, and now they think that they want to completely break off their connection with this earthly world.
Sighing secretly, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar village, she suddenly had an illusion in her heart, as if everything in her childhood was just a dream bubble, not real or real.
Walking away, she walked to the east of the village, listening to the whispers of the village, all like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, no longer making a trace of waves in her heart.
Far away, it was good to reach the mountain temple at the foot of Tianjian Peak, listening to the familiar sound of the mountain wind whistling, she finally felt a trace of kindness, but at the same time she frowned, because she saw a woman on the side of the mountain temple digging the wall base of the mountain temple with a hoe.
She was shocked in her heart, could it be that the mountain god was no longer there, otherwise how could she let others dig down the mountain temple.
One step out, unconsciously used the spell of shrinking the ground into inches, and in one step he had already arrived in front of the mountain temple, looking at the woman who was sweating profusely and digging the foundation of the mountain temple.
When she came closer, Zhong Shanxue found that the woman who dug the foundation of the wall turned out to be powerful, but she was not profound. Looking at the hoe digging up the soil, Zhong Shanxue sensed the breath in the mountain temple again, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he did not clearly find the existence of the mountain god, he did not feel that this temple looked like an abandoned temple.
She looked at the woman carefully, obviously she had magic power, but she was useless, and the hoe she used was also a mundane thing.
"What a deep hatred. Zhong Shanxue's ears suddenly heard a sigh, and when he looked back, he was his senior brother, that is, the dashing man with a small beard on his chin who looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old.
He saw Zhong Shanxue frowning and explained, "She is a person with cultivation, and she wants to destroy the mountain temple unless her mana exceeds that of the gods in the temple." However, there is another way, which is to attack with mortal artifacts without the slightest mana, although it is slow, but it is extremely effective, and one day this temple can be dug down. ”
Zhong Shanxue watched the woman dig up a little bit of dirt at a time, and couldn't help asking, "How long will it take?"
"More than ten years. Therefore, she has an extreme hatred for this mountain god. The elder brother said.
"Senior sister, this is the mountain god you talked about, there are people who hate him so much, and he is not a good god in the first place. "Senior Brother didn't come alone, he was followed by the second senior sister and other senior brothers and sisters, and this was one of them.
Zhong Shanxue was silent for a while and said, "I don't know what happened after I left, but before I left, the mountain god was a good mountain god. ”
"Time can change everything. Another senior sister said.
The woman digging the foundation didn't look back at all, as if she didn't know they were by her side, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.
Zhong Shanxue didn't ask her why she wanted to dig down the mountain temple, but turned around and walked towards the mountain temple, and heard the senior brother say, "There are still two demon spirits in this mountain domain. ”