Chapter 1: The Sacrificial Hall in the Mountains

Next Chapter

I don't know what time it is, I don't know if it's night or day, I don't know what place it is, but three meteor-like lights trail across the sky with a long tail, the sky is very high, and the three meteors that should be flying fast from the ground seem unusually slow.

I don't know how long it took, three meteors landed under a huge mountainside, and there were three people, to be exact, three middle-aged Taoists in Taoist uniforms.

Three middle-aged Taoists are about forty years old, wearing gray-white Taoist robes, Taoist robes are not shabby, they can only be considered neat, the three Taoist robes are almost the same, the difference is the embroidered patterns on the Taoist robes, which are three very different patterns, revealing the vicissitudes of simplicity, I can't tell what kind of pattern it is, just like a few random lines outlined, but the outline is extremely coordinated and beautiful.

The foot of the mountain is dark, I can't tell whether it is the bright day that is obscured by the huge mountain, or it is night at this time, the mountain is full of clouds and mist, as if countless giant dragons are winding on the surface of the mountain, but when I look at it, I feel a strange feeling that I can't say the unknown, the fog is very black and black, the black is a little seeping, a little weird.

The three middle-aged Daoists stood there, their brows furrowed deeply, looking very depressed and uneasy, and behind them three wooden swords hung in the air, swaying gently without wind.

"Two senior brothers, I haven't seen each other for five hundred years. ”

One of the Taoists said with a smile, but his eyes never left the mountain shrouded in black mist in front of him when he said this.

A Taoist standing on the left side smiled slightly, but he didn't look at the person who spoke, and the person who also stared at the mountain in front of him and said: "Yes, I haven't seen each other for five hundred years, and the two senior brothers are good." ”

The other Taoist nodded expressionlessly, he didn't seem to like to talk much, while the other two Taoists seemed to know this, and the two of them had a little respect for him, and it was not difficult to see that he was the oldest among the three.

The youngest junior brother smiled and said to the senior brother: "Senior brother, you are the most proficient in feng shui formation, you look at this mountain, what can you see?"

The senior brother shook his head expressionlessly, and after a while of muttering, he said dryly: "The left side is surrounded by mountains, and there seems to be a stream of water on the right, although the black fog is hazy, it is also clearly visible that strange rocks are lined up, and the trees are luxuriant.

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and muttered for a while, pinched his fingers with his right hand and didn't know what he was counting, and then said: "But this place is shrouded in miasma, as if surrounded by black dragons, extremely cathode, and full of great fierceness." ”

The second senior brother nodded in approval and said, "Since Senior Uncle Ancestor will send the three of us over, there must be his consideration, otherwise how could he let the three of us come at the same time." ”

The senior brother looked at the hazy mountain range shrouded in black fog, his brows tightened, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and the youngest junior brother standing beside him said very directly: "Two senior brothers, how about the junior brother go in first to investigate?"

The two senior brothers shook their heads at the same time, and the second senior brother said: "There are many dangers here, you go alone for fear of more evil and less auspicious, I think it is better for the three of us to enter the mountain together." ”

The senior brother nodded lightly, which was acceptable, and then the three of them took off the three wooden swords together and flew towards the mountain together.

The miasma of the mountain is very heavy, and the black miasma that covers the sky and the sun all over the mountain, and the range of sight that enters the mountain range is extremely narrow, and the closer you get to the mountain range, the more dense the miasma becomes.

The three of them exuded a faint light, and all the miasma seemed to be unable to get close to the three of them, and when they touched the faint light, they dissipated.

After a while, the three of them came to the top of the mountain, and the words were very strange, the whole mountain range was extremely heavy, and it was like entering the vast fog, but there was no miasma on the top of the mountain, and the sight was extremely vast, and the mountains and rocks, plants and trees were clearly visible.

The senior brother glanced back at the miasma behind him, those miasma seemed to be covered by an invisible wall, but the surface of the wall could not enter at all, and he couldn't help but look a little ugly when he saw this.

Also noticing this, there were the two of them, both of them were shocked, and suddenly the little junior brother opened his mouth and asked: "Senior brother, those miasma seems to have touched something completely blocked, what's going on?"

The second senior brother frowned, and also looked at the senior brother with doubts, this was the first time he had seen such a thing, and he was eagerly waiting for the senior brother's explanation.

The senior brother's face was heavy, and his face was extremely ugly, as if he had encountered something terrifying that he had never wanted to touch: "It's not that it's covered by something, but ....... they don't dare to come in!"

Hearing this, the faces of the two junior disciples changed greatly, and a chill suddenly appeared in their hearts, and their bodies felt a little cold for a moment.

Afraid of this? Could it be that these fogs still have spirituality, or is there some terrible existence here that makes these ordinary things in the world without spirit a little jealous!

"Senior brother, look at our wooden sword!"

The little junior brother shouted in shock, and then the faces of the two senior brothers turned black and even more ugly, only to see that the three wooden swords that had been suspended behind the three of them had been neatly arranged on the ground at some point.

The little junior brother put his middle finger and index finger together, put it to his mouth and recited the mantra for a while, and shouted at the wooden sword: "Get up!"

The wooden sword didn't move at all, and the little junior brother drank a few times in succession: "Up, up, up!"

The little junior brother was in a cold sweat, this was his natal sword, and he had gained a little spirituality with his cultivation for many years, but the wooden sword that he could control at will was like a dead thing at this time, and it was uncontrollable, and he looked at the two senior brothers with some fear.

The senior brother frowned, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, but his face became more and more ugly, and then he opened his eyes and said, "I don't know what the reason is... This may be inhibiting our Taoism!"

The faces of the two junior disciples also became extremely ugly when they heard this, and then the senior brother bent down and picked up the wooden sword on the ground, grabbed it in his hand, and said, "Be careful here, even if these wooden swords can't be controlled, you can defend yourself, take it." ”

The two junior disciples were willing to throw their natal objects that they had cultivated for many years here, and they picked up the wooden swords and grabbed them in their hands.

The three of them walked towards the top of the mountain, and the flatter they went, the flatter the terrain became, and the more scarce the trees became.

"Senior brother, look there!" the little junior brother shouted as he pointed ahead.

The senior brother looked in the direction he was pointing, and his cheeks overflowed with a little cold sweat under this look, and he saw that there was a very wide flat land in front of him, the flat ground was a few meters above the ground level, and he could vaguely see a few buildings on the flat ground, although he couldn't see what the scale was from a distance, but he could tell how many houses it should be.

The elder brother's face instantly became frightened, he thought about the scene he had walked before, he didn't hear a single bird on the top of the whole mountain, nor did he hear the sound of any beasts, it is said that there should always be some birds and beasts on such a mountain, but he didn't see any of them, he also carefully observed the woods on the mountain, it seems that there is no bird, the silence is extreme, but this silence should not exist, he suddenly remembered that he had a nightmare when he was a child, he couldn't scream, and he wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up from the dream, it was this strange silence.

However, at this moment, a house suddenly appeared in this incomparably silent mountain forest, where there was not even a single bird or beast! How could such a scene not make him frightened, his hand holding the hilt of the sword gradually became sweaty, and his steps became extremely heavy.

"Let's go and see!" said the elder brother in a deep voice, and walked towards the flat land in front of him where several houses stood.

When the three of them approached the house, the expressions of several people were even more shocked, dazed, helpless, frightened, confused, doubtful, all kinds of complex emotions were displayed on the faces of the three people one by one, but the most intuitive feeling was fear.

Because there was not a bunch of houses on the platform, but a sacrificial hall!

Next Chapter
Back to Book