Mount Shu is surrounded by towering peaks and lush greenery. It's just that these peaks are shrouded in a faint layer of mist, and the distance is white, which looks very mysterious, like a fairyland-like existence.

The two chatted and walked, and soon walked through the dense jungle to the foot of a mountain. It was only then that the two of them saw the mountain in its entirety.

It is surrounded on all sides by mountains, and the peaks are majestic and straight, like a giant dragon lying in a coiled circle, with no end in sight. Surrounded by peaks, there are a few lonely houses, surrounded by various flowers and plants, apparently many years old.

"This place is the inner gate of the Shushan faction, if you want to visit the inner gate of Shushan, you can live here first!" After Qingwei Daoren finished speaking, he took Song Xing and continued to walk forward.

"The Daoist doesn't seem to be as wary of me as he was at the beginning?" Hearing what the Weidao people said, Song Xing said with a smile.

He has just arrived in this world, and he doesn't know anything about this strange world of rivers and lakes, so he naturally hopes to integrate into it as soon as possible, and it is best to wander around for a while to find out the situation here.

As for how Qingwei Daoist would treat him, there was nothing to consider at this stage, after all, the other party did not directly do anything to him.

"Lao Dao, I have lived for more than 600 years, and I have seen many winds and waves, but I have never seen any strong winds and waves. Although your strength is very strong, Lao Dao believes that with the heritage and inheritance of the Shushan faction, you are not afraid! Besides, I don't feel any malice in you. Qingwei replied.

"Then thank you, as long as the Taoist is assured, I will never hurt you in the slightest." Song Xing arched his hand and said.

Song Xing followed the Qingwei Daoist and walked along the mountain road inside, going deeper and deeper, and finally came to a river.

"This river is called the Lechuan River, and it flows through the second half of the entire Shu Mountain. The Lethe River is tens of meters wide, and every time it rains, a waterfall forms and falls down to the village below. Hence the name Lethe. Qingwei Daoist said.

Song Xing looked at the roaring Lechuan River in front of him, and his eyes flickered. The Lethe River roared and flowed past the two of them at a rapid pace, stirring up monstrous waves.

This river runs through the entire inner gate of Shushan and flows to the periphery of Shushan.

At this time, Qingwei pinched out the law, and the river suddenly rolled violently, making a rumbling sound, and huge waves rose from the center. These waves are three or four feet high, like a sharp sword into the air, which makes people feel shocked.

Then, I saw a small boat slowly sailing in front of the two and docking on the shore.

Song Xing raised his feet and stepped on the boat, only to hear a boom, and the waves splashed, drowning Song Xing in the waves. When Song Xing regained his footing, he found himself in a small boat. The boat looked dilapidated, but it was unusually sturdy, and it was undamaged.

"Please!" Qingwei Daoist said.

Song Xing nodded, walked down the small bridge down the Lechuan River, and got on the wooden boat. The boat rocked and slowly headed off into the distance.

Song Xing sat in the middle of the boat, folded his hands and closed his eyes quietly. He ran the exercises, absorbing the spiritual power that was free from the air.

The Lechuan River is the most dangerous area in the inner gate of the entire Shushan Mountain. It is the place where the spiritual veins of the inner gate of the entire Shu Mountain meet. Because of the abundant spiritual power, it is the special feature of the Lethe River.

Song Xing meditated and cultivated, and streams of rich spiritual power poured into his body. Immediately turned into wisps of pure true element. His true yuan was extremely strong, and he was silent in the dantian. His current state is like an ancient well, no matter how rippling the water is, he still can't get a glimpse of his true potential.

Bursts of mist drift above the Lechuan River, making it seem like a blessed land of immortals, and it is beautiful.

Song Xing sat on the boat, looking at the scenery in the distance, and couldn't help but have a sense of wonder in his heart.

He felt as if he had become one with his surroundings, a tree, a flower, or a drop of dew.

It was a mysterious feeling, as if he should belong to the land himself, and the land belonged to him. He could easily feel the pulse of the earth, and even the majestic vitality contained in the earth.

"Is it because of the Heart of Pangu?" Song Xing thought secretly.

Pangu is the only life born since the beginning of the world, and it is also the creator of this world!

Everything is theoretically a seed in the heart of Pangu.

The heart of Pangu has an inexplicable power, it is a divine object, giving birth to all things, giving birth to vitality, and also forming today's Shu Mountain.

Song Xing's true yuan circulated in his body, and with his breathing, streams of pure energy were exhaled through his breath and entered Song Xing's body.

With the increase of True Yuan, Song Xing felt that his physique had gradually strengthened.

You must know that he is now the body of an earth immortal, and theoretically all the forces of the mortal world can no longer affect his body.

Soon after, the Qingwei Daoist took Song Xing to the core area of Shushan.

The mountains here are steep and undulating. The rocks have irregular edges and corners, as if a knife is cutting an axe, giving the illusion of incomparable toughness. Above the canyon, clouds and mist obscured the sky.

There is a huge attic at the top of the peak, and there are five big tripods in the shape of divine beasts standing in front of the attic, which are the green dragon tripod, the white tiger tripod, the vermilion bird tripod, the Xuanwu tripod, and the unicorn tripod.

Each statue is nearly 100 meters high, like an optimus prime, standing there, as if supporting the pillars of heaven and earth.

Song Xing was a little surprised when he saw the five big tripods. The Five Divine Beasts Ding is a divine weapon in Chinese myths and legends, and it is said to have the power to suppress luck and protect the fortune of the country.

In ancient times, even the royal family had to pay respect, and did not dare to have a trace of neglect.

Not to mention, now the five statues and five peaks are actually gathered here.

Qingwei Daoist took Song Xing into this attic. The attic is extremely magnificent, carved beams and painted buildings, and the momentum is magnificent.

In the center of the attic, there were four crane-haired and child-faced old men sitting cross-legged, who should be the existence of the elder level of Shushan.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the four of them opened their eyes, stood up, and carefully looked at Song Xing in front of them.

The young man is handsome and extraordinary, with a pair of starry eyes, a straight figure, and plain clothes, but his body reveals a dusty temperament.

He stood there as if everything in heaven and earth and everything naturally revolved around him.

What surprised them the most was that they couldn't spy on Song Xing's cultivation.

If the young man in front of him is a mortal, it is absolutely impossible, after all, it is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary person who can alarm Qingwei and appear silently in the forbidden land of Shushan.

But to say that he is a monk, he is not aware of his cultivation realm at all.

The journey of cultivating immortals is as vast as the sea, unpredictable, and no one knows how far they have reached in cultivation. But it's still in the human realm.

But the young man in front of him gave everyone a very strange feeling. It seems that he has transcended the mundane, above heaven and earth, and looks down on all living beings.

Such thoughts were only fleeting in their minds, and the four old men quickly adjusted their emotions.

"Master." The four of them stepped forward to salute Qingwei, and then looked at Song Xing with some doubts.

The forbidden land of Shushan was broken into, and several people had perception, but out of trust in Qingwei's strength, the four of them stayed in the Sword Pavilion and did not go together.

Now that he saw Qingwei coming back, he was followed by a young man, and he was puzzled.

Qingwei opened his mouth and said: "It was this little friend who entered the vicinity of the Lock Demon Tower, but according to him, he entered there by mistake. The poor Dao cultivation is shallow, and he can't see the clues, so he can only bring it back to discuss with the senior brothers. ”

"Oh." When the four of them heard this, a touch of surprise flashed between their eyebrows. To be able to let the Shushan Sect Sect bring back so solemnly must be a great figure. However, the four of them did not relax their vigilance, after all, the forbidden land in Shushan was too dangerous.

The four of them glanced at each other, and they all saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"This little friend is also a monk?" An old man in the lead asked.

Seeing Song Xing nodding, he frowned again, "Then why can't I sense the mana of Xiaoyou's cultivation, and dare to ask Xiaoyou what sect he is from?" ”

He was a little worried in his heart, Song Xing was a person from the Demon Dao who sneaked into Shu Mountain.

"It seems that you suspect that I am from the Demon Dao, in that case, how can I reassure you?" Song Xing seemed to see through the old man's thoughts and asked directly.

"In this case, if you want to identify the demon genus, let's take this little friend into the sword pool to refine the true yuan first, and then talk about this matter in detail." The old man who was the leader of the four said.

(End of chapter)