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At the foot of Tianshi Mountain, there is an endless stream of mountaineering visitors.

The man raised his head, drank the last drop of rice wine in the gourd, and then returned the wine gourd to Xu Mu.

"Thank you." He said.

"You're welcome." Xu Mu took the wine gourd and looked down the bottle, the previous piece of yellow was gone, and only the bare bottom of the gourd remained.

"That's a good amount of alcohol."

Xu Mu was speechless, this was the magic gourd given to him by the wine fairy, and the wine it contained was logically enough for him to drink for a month and a half, but in the blink of an eye, the kung fu had already been drunk by the man.

On the man's vicissitudes of life, a hint of drunkenness appeared, he waved his hand, looked at the mountain in front of him, and smiled as if he was relieved:

"If I hadn't entered the Great Thousand Qingquan Sect four years ago, I would have gone up to this mountain a long time ago."

"Back then, a real person on the Heavenly Master Mountain wanted to take me as an apprentice, and I promised him to go up the mountain to cultivate four years ago, but because of my child, he accidentally entered the Daqian Qingquan Sect, and he didn't even say hello to the real person."

"If it weren't for your wine, I really don't know what posture to use to face him."

Hearing this, Xu Mu nodded silently and did not speak.

Zou Jing was also silent for a while, and then his expression became firm, looking at another mountain road shrouded in clouds and mist, and said:

"Little brother, did you go up this mountain just to observe the scenery?"

Xu Mu shook his head and said:

"It's not."

"If I can, I'd like to stay in Tianshi Mountain for a little longer."

Zou Jing nodded:

"That's to learn from a teacher."

"You and I, unlike others, need to walk up from this mountain path, there will be many prohibitions and traps in the mist, which will be tested according to your own realm, you have to be careful."

When Xu Mu heard this, he smiled and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Dao for reminding me." ”

Zou Jing nodded, took three steps in succession, and then jumped into the steps in the mist, and his figure disappeared quickly.

"Little brother, goodbye to you and me at the top of the mountain!"

The figure of the man disappeared.

Xu Mu turned his head and looked at the wine fairy who was standing silently aside.

"You go up first, I'm not very convenient." The wine fairy said, walked to another crowded staircase, and said with a little emotion, "I haven't been to Tianshi Mountain for many years, so when I come back this time, I should treat it as an ordinary tourist." ”

"Xu Mu, be careful yourself."

"Hmm."

Xu Mu nodded, and watched the wine fairy disappear into the crowd, and then he also walked up the misty staircase.

"—hum."

The moment the boots stepped on the bluestone slab, Xu Mu only felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

He turned his head to look around, and found that his visual distance seemed to be limited to less than ten paces.

In the white mist around him, Xu Mu observed carefully, and occasionally he could see a flash of silk, which seemed to be an invisible formation shrouded in this space.

It turns out that the fog is a array.

Xu Mu nodded, didn't think anything more, and began to climb the stairs by feeling, his pace was even, steady and upward, and he soon walked through the fifty steps without any obstacles.

Where is the test?

Just when Xu Muxin was in doubt, a fork in the mountain road in front of him suddenly appeared, and it was exactly the same fork in the road.

Xu Mu chose the one on the left.

For no reason, just pick it randomly. Then he continued to walk forward, and soon there was a second fork in the road, so he went left again, followed by the third, then the fourth...... Xu Mu is still to the left.

After climbing many steps, the mountain path in front of him gradually became gentle, and the clouds in front of him also became lighter, and Xu Mu could see the surrounding green mountains and the birds in the distant woods.

In front of him, a large road appeared, and a path full of weeds that led somewhere.

This time, Xu Mu stopped,

I looked up at the sun in the sky.

"It's sunburning."

"There's more forest here."

Xu Mu walked into the path satisfied, stepping on the weeds and those faint restlessness, but there was no outbreak of prohibition, and moved forward steadily.

As his position increased, the clouds around Xu Mu became thinner and thinner, descending from the top of his head to his chest, and then from his chest to his waist and knees, and finally turned into a sea of clouds that he trampled underfoot.

The mountain road gradually became gentle, the woods were sparse, and there was no longer a road in front of Xu Mu, or there was a road in front of him.

Xu Mu's face was calm, the hillside was endless, and he didn't know where to go, so he chose to go straight.

Soon, he saw a tombstone.

"The tomb of the Taoist in Liangzhong, during the Jinghai period, died in his battle of Cangshan Mountain, and his bones were buried in the mountain."

Xu Mu walked to the tombstone, broke off a willow branch casually, swept away the dust on the inscription, and after reading the life record above, he nodded slightly, and his face became a little solemn.

According to the above records, it can be inferred that this tombstone has been at least more than 1,600 years ago, and the Great Xia Dynasty at that time was not called this name, but Yanhuang.

Xu Mu stood up, bowed slightly to the tombstone, bowed, and then prepared to go deeper.

At this time, around the tombstone, a swirling cloud suddenly appeared, the cloud emitted a faint light, making a mysterious sound, and the words on the inscription changed, rearranged and combined, shining, as if to attract Xu Mu to walk over.

Feeling the call of the origin, Xu Mu stopped, looked at the tombstone, stared at the four words of Liang Zhongdao for a long time, and then shook his head.

"Thank you."

"But I already have a heritage, and I'm not the apprentice you're looking for."

Xu Mu said, there seemed to be a sigh of regret between heaven and earth, and then the light cluster slowly disappeared, and the words on the surface of the tombstone gradually fell flat.

Xu Mu bowed to the stele, then turned around, ready to walk forward.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly passed, rolling the sea of clouds under his feet, surging endlessly, and the pear blossoms brought rain, soaking Xu Mu's sleeves.

Xu Mu raised his head, looked at the continuous valley in front of him, and fell into a long silence.

As far as the eye can see, there are tombstones.

The long and wide, the narrow and flat, and the dense changes of the inscriptions, all flashed with golden light.

The clouds rose and made a buzzing sound, as if they were waiting for Xu Mu to reach out and take it.

All over the mountains and wilderness, they are all inheritances.

It's hard to be gracious, so what to do?

Xu Mu looked up at the sky and found that time seemed to have passed for a long time, and he might have to speed up his pace.

Otherwise, if you are eliminated, it will be too embarrassing to not be able to enter Tianshi Mountain.

So, calmly, he walked through the tombstones, passing as if he hadn't seen how the light had called him.

Until, when he came to a grave on a very high ground blessed by nine cedar trees, the fog shrouded again, and in the fog, there was a huge circle of light blocking his place.

"Forgive the true person, the one hundred and seventy-sixth generation of the Heavenly Master of the Daomen."

"At the beginning of the year 1074, I sat on the sea and looked at the sky." Xu Mu looked at the words on the tall white tombstone, bowed respectfully, and then was about to walk by, but he didn't expect that the circle of light still wouldn't give way.

"I'm not the heir you're looking for."

Xu Mu frowned and said.

The aperture fluttered slightly, unmoved, as if to say, you are the person I am looking for.

"I already have a legacy."

Xu Mu was helpless and refused again.

The light buzzed twice, very gently, without question, as if to say, your inheritance will not be as good as mine.

Xu Mu was silent for a moment, his mind moved slightly, and the innate gossip array instantly appeared under his feet, Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kan, Gen, Dui, the eight directions kept rotating, and the words of the Dao Pan of other layers kept intersecting, ever-changing.

The first snow in winter, the warm breeze in summer, the cool autumn leaves, the earth is tight, the spring water is dingdong, and all kinds of visions keep flashing at Xu Mu's feet, without stopping for a second, and finally disappear with Xu Mu's mind and gossip.

He looked up, calmly gazing at the light.

The light group was silent, and after a moment, he let out a complicated sigh, as if regretting that he had not been able to meet Xu Mu earlier, and then dissipated between heaven and earth, no longer blocking the way.

At the same time, Xu Mu, left and right, all the tombstones, after seeing the gossip under his feet, fell into silence, and then returned to calm.

The clouds and mist drifted again, and Xu Mu continued to walk forward, there were more and more tall and quaint tombs, but there was no longer a light group blocking his way, but a thorn appeared in front of him.

Xu Mu's face was calm, he took out his hunting knife, and slashed it as when he went up the mountain to hunt, and stepped out of a straight road.

He didn't really know where he was going, he just knew to go straight ahead.

After a long time, his hunting knife was emptied.

Looking up again, Xu Mu found that there were no thorns in front of him, so he raised his head and rubbed his sore waist slightly.

He found himself at the top of the mountain.

The surroundings are still shrouded in clouds and mist, and only a hundred steps can be seen, and there are hidden cranes chirping in the surrounding forests, and the breeze blows through and blows bursts of fruity fragrance.

Xu Mu looked up and saw a stout peach tree with a lot of fruit on it.

Xu Mu lowered his head, looked at the empty wine gourd on his waist, and then looked at the peach above his head, and his Adam's apple squirmed slightly.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick peaches, there were a few sparse noises among the weeds on the other side of the peach tree.

Xu Mu's brows furrowed instantly, he held the hunting knife in his hand, and looked over with great vigilance.

He walked here and spent a lot of time.

Xu Mu thought that he must have taken the wrong path, otherwise it would be impossible to see the mountain full of tombs, and he must have strayed into something terrible.

And now, at the end of this terrible place, an unknown creature has appeared, he doesn't know what it is, but it must be terrible too.

Xu Mu cautiously walked around the side of the peach tree towards the pile of haystacks, and then he was surprised to find that behind the peach tree, in the shadows not far away, there was a small grave.

This tomb, shrouded in weeds, has no tombstone, only a toasting table, vaguely engraved with a few words, but it is too far away for Xu Mu to see clearly.

"Come out."

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something, held the hunting knife and aimed at the haystack, and said coldly.

The grass rustled.

A small hand with yellow hair was the first to reach out, followed by a long, spoon-like tail.

A gust of wind passed by, crushing the weeds.

A monkey that was not immature in appearance scratched his head and appeared in Xu Mu's field of vision.

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