Expelling the cultivators who came to dig the barren reed, Li Hao did not choose to continue digging, but left the plain where the antiquities were unearthed and continued to wander in the barren reed.

Here, it is a rare treasure land, a series of immortal mountains, a number of caves are presented, each is a natural creation of immortal soil, each is a rare holy place, magnificent and magnificent.

It's just a pity that such a treasure land has become lonely, and it is called a demonic place, no one has set foot in it, and there is twilight everywhere.

Li Hao walked forward, walked past one immortal mountain after another, and finally came to a not very tall mountain, stopping and looking up.

This is a small mountain that is no more than a kilometer, and it is very inconspicuous compared to those majestic mountains that can easily reach thousands of meters or even 10,000 meters.

"There's a Taoist temple there?"

Yi Huang's eyes were sharp, and he saw the scene on the top of the mountain at a glance, and there was a quaint Taoist temple sitting, deserted.

Walking up the mountain road, the two walked silently, and they felt an unusual aura lingering, full of loneliness and loneliness.

On the top of the mountain, it is empty and silent. Here, it seems that no one has set foot in it for tens of thousands of years, and it is very lonely.

A low Taoist temple sits here like a thatched house. Next to it, there was only a large tree that was dying of old age, and there was not even a leaf left. Before the Taoist temple, there was a field in the wasteland, which I don't know how many years it had existed, and it had completely dried up.

Li Hao gently fiddled, turned out some lost seeds from the ground, and observed carefully, it turned out to be not a spiritual root and spiritual grass, but a melon, fruit and vegetable planted by mortals!

"How is this possible, Fenglinzhou, but there are no humans stopping?"

Yi Huang couldn't believe it.

Li Hao shook his head and went straight into the Taoist temple, hoping to find some clues.

However, let him down.

The small Taoist temple is full of dust, and you can see through it at a glance.

Nothing was left except a dilapidated ** that had been almost eroded clean. Here, it is simply like an ordinary Taoist temple that cannot be in an ordinary place, and it is not a relic of some hidden master.

"I think it's more reliable to go to those towering mountains to find it. ”

"Here, it is estimated that no one will come at all, it is just a forgotten wasteland!"

Yi Huang shook his head and said.

However, all cultivators will naturally choose to practice in a treasure land with abundant spiritual energy, which can not only greatly increase the speed of cultivation, but also stabilize the mind and comprehend the wonderful principles of heaven and earth imprinted in the mountains.

A low, auraless wasteland like this is something that no one can look at at at all.

"Perhaps!"

Li Hao nodded, shook his head again, gently cleaned up the Taoist temple, and sat directly on the **.

"Well, it's a lot quieter here, so let's stop for the time being!"

Li Hao chuckled.

“”

"What the hell are you going to do, but let me know the bottom!"

Yi Huang pursed his lips and said dissatisfied.

"Well, just wait and see!"

Li Hao nodded, stopped speaking, closed his eyes directly, and fell into a state of flux.

"Pretend, I'll go out and find it myself!"

Yi Huang Nu mouthed, turned straight back, and walked towards the towering immortal mountains in the distance.

Li Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, fell into an ethereal spirit, and seemed to melt with this deserted hill. often tensed his nerves, hovering between life and death, which made him a little tired, so relaxed, suddenly made him have a trace of unusual feelings.

Relaxed, even the spirit was rarely leisurely, and gently closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, most of the months passed.

Li Hao sat in the Taoist temple, as if he was asleep, and he sat for half a month. Yi Huang couldn't bear the loneliness, and spent the whole day looking for something in the Xianshan Cave Mansion, but found nothing. Even the cultivators who had come to dig up the antiquities never returned.

The whole barren reed, as if it was really isolated from the world, except for the occasional spiritual object playing, there was no life at all.

Here, like a paradise, there is no strife, no parting, only an inexplicable rhythm, slowly flowing in the air, there is a taste of returning to the basics, it is very quiet.

Li Hao seemed to be asleep, and his whole person became blurry, as if he had completely integrated into this small world.

The contact realm is originally for cultivators to communicate with heaven and earth, imprint the avenue with the divine soul, and baptize the mind with the sound of heaven.

The realm of truth is even more special. When a cultivator enters this realm, he or she needs to constantly polish and wipe with the laws of the Great Dao, remove the fog of mortal dust, and make the body, flesh and blood, soul, and mind all round and smooth, so as to obtain the truest 'self' and find the true 'self', which can be completely integrated with the Great Dao.

At this moment, Li Hao obviously entered a rare artistic conception. He abandoned all doubts, gave up all sorrows, and sat peacefully between heaven and earth, leisurely roaming.

Looking closely, his body seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth, and there is a sense of contradiction that can be seen but not touched. Even, at the center of his eyebrows, a villain swayed, with a sweet smile in his sleep on the corner of his mouth, ethereal and serene.

Low hills, dilapidated Taoist temples, deserted and quiet.

Here, there is not a trace of sound floating in the imagination, as if it has been completely isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world and turned into an independent small world.

Li Hao sat cross-legged, carefree, without annoyance, just sitting silently, bathing under the avenue of heaven and earth, washing his soul and mind with the ethereal and holy wordless heavenly sound. At this moment, his body was slowly glowing, like jade stripped of the outer stone skin, crystal clear and clear.

When night fell, countless stars appeared in the sky, twinkling and shimmering, and the wisps of stars fell. Among them, a full moon hangs high, flowing out of the cold moonlight, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The whole mountain range became dim, only in the Taoist temple of this hill, there was a brilliant brilliance, like a little candle flame, although faint, but brilliant and magnificent.

"The ancient sages were all lonely, and the supreme emperors were also staggering. One day detached, lying on the bluestone alone"

Suddenly, a whisper woke Li Hao up, and he opened his eyes.

At this moment, the full moon is in the sky, dimming everything in the world, and no one can compete with it.

At this time, the silence of all voices disappeared, and the sound of heaven and earth disappeared, and no one could match it.

In front of the Taoist temple, next to the ancient tree, a figure suddenly appeared, looking up at the full moon overhead, and chanting softly.

Li Hao was taken aback, a little incredulous. He was in a mysterious realm, and even the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth seemed to be felt by him well. But the figure that suddenly appeared, so close to him, completely evaded his detection, it was a little incredible.

Walking out of the Taoist temple, Li Hao raised his eyes and saw an extremely vague figure, standing next to the dead tree, shaking his head and sighing.

He looked up at the full moon above his head, his eyes were slight, and there was a sigh on his face, and he was full of loneliness.

This is a very vicissitudes of life, the light in his eyes is beating, there is a kind of clarity that has seen through the red dust, and there is a kind of arrogance that has given up everything. His body was blurry, as if it had melted into heaven and earth, and an unusual aura flowed out.

"Sigh the vicissitudes of life, and shake the way. ”

"Life is difficult to be leisurely, only loneliness is always accompanied!"

"Late to understand the way of heaven, abandon all the independent immortals"

The vague figure walked under the tree, muttering to itself, gradually and completely dissipated, and it was really smelted into one with heaven and earth.

Li Hao looked at the big tree blankly, looking at the tranquility that had returned to its original state in front of him, only to feel as if he had a dream, and there was a sense of unreality.

Scratching his head, Li Hao didn't know why, and went straight to the ancient tree.

The thick dead tree has grown for an unknown number of years, and it is hundreds of meters thick, and it is difficult for dozens of people to hug it. However, it has dried up and does not even have a single leaf. Li Hao observed carefully, and behind the big tree, he found a small hill, slightly raised.

"This is"

Li Hao was surprised, suddenly opened the eyes of the stars, and looked towards the little dirt bag!

Through the vanity, we can see the truth.

It turned out to be a dry grave.

"There are no tombstones, no inscriptions, not even a word left"

Li Hao was inexplicable, but he didn't continue to look down. This is the burial ground of a high-ranking person, who has already been buried in the ground, and he doesn't want to disturb.

However, he had doubts in his heart, and in that scene just now, he clearly saw a figure emerge, standing under this old tree and sighing, making him feel like a dream.

"How can an existence that has been dead for an unknown amount of time reappear?"

"It is rumored that there are often strange incidents here, and a large number of cultivators have disappeared inexplicably, is it related to this?"

The night was like water, the full moon hung high, and the entire immortal mountain fell into tranquility again, without a single sound.

Li Hao was puzzled, but there was no way, so he simply sat under the big tree and continued to settle down.

Here, it is a pure land isolated from the world, with a unique atmosphere, quiet and peaceful, like an elegant painting depicting nature.

In this way, another month has passed, Li Hao's heart is ethereal, sitting day after day, silently experiencing everything, unconsciously gaining something in his heart, and the realm of cultivation is slowly improving.

These days, his whole person has relaxed, and his soul is wandering too empty, and he actually captured a strange Dao mark, which gave him a mysterious feeling, as if he had been purified and sublimated, and his body and mind were spiritual.

During this period, Yi Huang came a few times and informed him that he had found some strange figures, sneaking a peek at this fairy land. What's more, he also felt a powerful aura, suspected of a terrifying strong man coming.

Li Hao knew that it was the shock caused by the unearthed antiquities that made people from the outside world unbearable and wanted to come here to investigate. The inscription on that artifact is very likely to have a lot to do with this immortal land, and even, under this immortal soil, there is a burial of the source of the secret of the barren reed.

He has been quiet for the past few days, but he has calculated that those people will definitely come again. He caught Yi Huang and didn't let him wander around anymore, so he simply hid in the small Taoist temple and waited for these people to arrive.

On this day, it was the night of the full moon again. In the dark sky, the stars are dim, and only a full moon hangs high, looking down on everything in heaven and earth!