Not far away came a carriage, pulled by two white horses, the white horses had neat and shiny hair, and their bodies were tall and strong.

The carriage was glittering with gold, looking delicate and luxurious, and there was a row of blue wind chimes hanging from the door of the carriage, which must have been the sound they had just made.

Song Shiyin naturally heard everyone's exclamations, they were not surprised by the luxurious carriage, but surprised that someone came to hit the fairy fate, but they did not "cut the mortal dust".

[The golden carriage slowly stopped, and the open space seemed to be a little different because of this carriage. The wind chimes rang, the white hand gently lifted the door curtain, and a girl dressed as a maid walked out, she was neatly dressed, there was no wrinkle on her clothes, her hair was neatly combed, and the hair ornament on her head exuded a slight luster.

The maids came out one after another, eight in all, and they jumped out of the carriage and lined up on both sides of the carriage. Several maids are all exquisite, from dress to appearance and temperament, it is surprising that such a person is just a maid.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on this carriage, such a pomp, the owner of the carriage must be either rich or expensive. As expected, the carriage moved again.

The slender jade hand lifted the door curtain, the door curtain was white, but the hand lined with it was even fairer, with the wind chimes of the jingling bell, the people inside finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, her muscles are like snow, her waist is like a bundle of vegetarians, her eyebrows are like green feathers, her eyes are like apricots, and her lips are red without dots. She wore a ethereal antique double butterfly cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt, with green silk curled up, and her hair accessories were not cumbersome, only a lotus flower swaying, plus a few butterfly clips to embellish.

The girl stood on the carriage, only raised her head slightly, looking at the top of the fairy mountain, the sun hit the girl's dress, the breeze was gentle, like a goddess descending into the world. 】

Song Shiyin observed everyone's reactions, from the shock of seeing the carriage to the surprise of seeing Du Yunxi's appearance to the final schadenfreude, because it seemed that she had not completed any of the steps of hitting the fairy fate.

This is the first appearance of the heroine Du Yunxi in the book "Walking in the Green Clouds", which is exactly the same as the original description, and everyone's eyes are on her.

Du Yunxi stepped out of the carriage with the support of the maid, took the prepared luggage, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

The crowd only became commotion after Du Yunxi's carriage went away, and those who didn't know each other began to whisper, and the topic of discussion was nothing more than whether Du Yunxi's trip could be successful, most people held negative views, and even scolded Du Yunxi for "not knowing the number of etiquette and disrespecting the immortal master", and at the same time silently prayed that "her behavior must not affect herself, and she must not affect her immortal fate".

There is no way to wait here, more and more people hesitate and decide to enter the fairy mountain to have a look, and the people at the foot of the mountain are suddenly less than half.

"Shiyin, let's go too." Bian Tingyu said and stood up and patted the ash on her dress, and then reached out to pull Song Shiyin up.

Song Shiyin nodded, and walked towards the Immortal Mountain with Bian Tingyu.

As soon as they stepped into the fairy mountain, everyone's vision was blocked by the dense fog and lost their direction, the dense fog here is not just as simple as covering the sight, it can shield the five senses and paralyze the mind.

The so-called Immortal Mountain is actually a natural barrier, the north of the Immortal Mountain is the twelve cities inhabited by mortals, and the south of the Immortal Mountain is the Nine Domains of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. In addition to the mountains between the two, there is also an enchantment formed by the aura, and the original mist of the mountains is becoming more and more dense and long-lasting because of the contamination of the aura, and the auras themselves are not a "panacea" for mortals who do not have spiritual roots.

Then it's very simple to hit the fairy fate, find your way through the thick fog, climb over the mountains, cross the barrier, and that's it.

The more superior the spiritual root, the stronger the ability to withstand the aura, the more you can find the direction according to the guidance of the aura, and the more you can find the weak points in the enchantment, so as to enter the world of cultivating immortals.

Du Yunxi is not a reckless person, and her family will not allow her to be so "disrespectful to immortal masters", all because the Du family has a spirit measuring stone. As the Du family who received immortals at that time, they hid a little from the public in the matter of "asking for fate".

"Immortal Master, you have been here for so many days and helped us a lot, but you will eventually leave one day, at that time, we have no immortal means, in case of another sudden disaster, the people can't resist it......" On this day, someone tentatively asked the immortal master.

This question was answered on the first day of the immortals' coming.

They will set up a formation under the city to protect the city, and they will also kill all the fierce beasts in the twelve cities, leaving no hidden dangers.

"You also want to cultivate immortals?" The Immortal Master directly pointed out their intentions.

"Yes, yes...... Immortal Master, it may be a bit presumptuous to ask such a question, but we also want to have some ability to protect ourselves. The person who asked didn't expect the immortal master's answer to be so straightforward, he resisted the pressure and explained his words.

"It's just fate." After the immortal master finished speaking, the people present looked at each other.

It seems to be answered, but who knows what "fate" is?

The immortal master did not explain, the scene became embarrassing for a moment, everyone did not dare to speak, and some even thought that it was the previous words that angered the immortal master.

At night, the immortal master came to the courtyard as usual and counted against the moon.

"Immortal Master, how can it be called fate?" Du Tiancheng, the head of the Du family at that time, asked. He looked at the white-clothed immortal in front of him, the same color as the moon in the dark night, and his temperament was dusty.

The immortal master thought for a while, took out a stone out of thin air, and handed it to Du Tiancheng.

This stone is only the size of a baby's fist, and the whole body is white, like jade but not jade, and the tentacles are cold.

"This thing is called the Spirit Measuring Stone, hold it in your hand, and if it shines, come to the mountains south of the Spirit City." Hearing the immortal master's words, Du Tiancheng couldn't help but hold the spirit stone in his hand, and the spirit stone did not react.

The immortal master didn't speak again, Du Tiancheng hid his disappointment and turned to leave.

Retracting his thoughts, Song Shiyin took Bian Tingyu's hand and discerned the direction in the dense fog.

"Why is there such a thick fog in this fairy mountain, I haven't heard anyone talk about it." Bian Tingyu waved her hand as she spoke, trying to disperse the thick fog.

"Maybe they came in and got lost and couldn't find their way back." Song Shiyin calmly uttered a shocking guess, did those people who were rumored to have succeeded in hitting the immortal fate successfully enter the immortal cultivation realm, or died in the thick fog?

For a moment neither of them spoke, and even the air fell silent.

"No matter what, it's coming, we're going to go out anyway. Shiyin, which way to go, I listen to you. Bian Tingyu spoke firmly and refused to admit defeat.

Song Shiyin closed her eyes and calmed down to induce, she led Bian Tingyu to move forward in the direction of strong aura.

The fog in the mountains made it impossible to tell the time, I don't know how long it took to walk, maybe a quarter of an hour, maybe an hour, Song Shiyin felt Bian Tingyu's hand holding her tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter.

"Shiyin, let's talk, it's too quiet around." I'm a little scared, Bian Tingyu didn't say this sentence.

But her trembling voice betrayed her.

The two talked about interesting things they did together when they were young.

"At that time, I took you to buy pears, but the boss saw that we were young and deceived us, and finally I bought two pears for ten taels of silver and went back, and was beaten by my mother, I went to the boss to settle the account, but he had already slipped with oil on the soles of his feet......" Bian Tingyu said and laughed, recalling the past is always happy.

Every time he said a word, Song Shiyin responded, most of the time it was Bian Tingyu who was talking and Song Shiyin was listening.

The sound of "click" came, and Song Shiyin didn't know what he stepped on, this sound broke the silence, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Bian Tingyu stretched out her hand to protect Song Shiyin behind her, and then slowly retreated, so quiet that the breathing of the two could be clearly heard.

Nothing happened, Bian Tingyu walked a few steps and slowly squatted, and vaguely saw a human leg bone in the mist, Bian Tingyu couldn't help but be frightened, and gasped, Song Shiyin's previous guess was probably true.

"Tingyu, what is it?" Song Shiyin's voice was very soft, a little trembling, she also saw this leg bone, and the danger in the dense fog was revealed at this time.

"It's just a branch, it's nothing, let's keep walking." Bian Tingyu replied, Song Shiyin is timid, she can just feel this kind of frightened thing alone.

They must speed up their progress, otherwise they will not be able to carry their thin clothes when the temperature drops in the evening, and the consequences of catching a cold and illness here are obvious, and there is a high possibility that there will be wild beasts at night in the mountains, these beasts are contaminated with aura all year round, and their strength is not comparable to ordinary beasts, and the night is too dangerous for the two of them.

Song Shiyin began to speed up his pace, Bian Tingyu seemed to have thought of something, and kept up with Song Shiyin's pace, and the "sigh" sound of clothes rubbing against each other was more obvious in the quiet environment.

Plans often don't change quickly, and the two of them didn't take a few steps before they heard a scalp-numbing "hiss" sound, and Song Shiyin had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, looking at the source of the sound, through the thick fog, a pair of eyes the size of mung beans glowed slightly red, and the danger was coming.

"Run!" Song Shiyin grabbed Bian Tingyu's arm and ran quickly, how can a person's speed be compared to a hunter in nature, and this is not an ordinary python.

With the whirring wind in their ears and the rubbing of animals against the ground as they crawled, Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu could only run and run forward as best they could.

The escape road was not smooth, the road in Xianshan was not a smooth avenue, and there was a thick fog to obstruct them, so the two of them were always tripped by stones and branches on the ground, which greatly affected the speed of escape.

"Ten tones, run!" After hearing Bian Tingyu's voice, Song Shiyin turned his head suddenly, only to see Bian Tingyu facing a giant python with a yellow and white head and a tan body, the bag she raised with one hand was bitten in the mouth by the giant python, and her body was tightly entangled by the giant python, under pressure, Bian Tingyu's face had begun to be congested and red.

In a critical situation, Song Shiyin couldn't care about anything else, so he could only release his divine sense and continue to attack the brain domain of the giant python, the giant python stopped his movements in pain, and his mind was in a trance for a moment, Song Shiyin took this opportunity to fish Bian Tingyu out of the stacked snake body.

Song Shiyin pulled Bian Tingyu, who had not yet recovered, to continue to run forward, and began the journey of escape again.

Bian Tingyu coughed while running, and when she was entangled by the giant python, she started to run with all her strength again before her breath could come up, Song Shiyin was worried about whether she would lose her breath, but now the situation is urgent, and every second is on the verge of death.

The farther away from the giant python, the weaker Song Shiyin's attack on it will be, and after the giant python reacts, it will soon catch up, and it is not a wise choice to stop and rest at this time.

Before stepping into the immortal cultivation realm, Song Shiyin couldn't expose himself too much, and it was the limit to temporarily drag the python's footsteps.

Stretching his legs and alternating, all supported by the instinct of escaping, Song Shiyin felt as if there was a fire in his throat, burning and smoking, his steps became heavier and heavier, the sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop, his face was full of sweat, and his heart seemed to be jumping out of his body.

Bian Tingyu's condition was worse than her, her face was flushed, she had difficulty breathing, her whole body leaned forward as if she was about to fall, and her long skirt covering her legs made running even more difficult.

After running for a while, Song Shiyin didn't hear the voice of the giant python anymore, nor did she sense the existence of other creatures around her, her tense nerves relaxed slightly, and after closing her consciousness, she pulled Bian Tingyu to stop slowly, her legs couldn't stop trembling, as uncomfortable as lead, she could only bend over and support her knees with both hands to stabilize her body.

"Let's walk slowly, shall we?"

Bian Tingyu responded softly.

The temperature gradually dropped, the cold wind blew on the dress wet with sweat, Song Shiyin shivered, the temperature of Xianshan was even lower than she expected, the night would only be colder, the firelight would attract animals hunting at night, they could not light the fire and could only resist, she might freeze to death here.

Song Shiyin took Bian Tingyu's hand, she absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy into her body, and then quickly transmitted the spiritual power into Bian Tingyu's body to relieve her discomfort.

Bian Tingyu almost leaned on Song Shiyin's body completely, and Song Shiyin simply passed her hand under Bian Tingyu's armpit, put her arm on her shoulder, and held her up.

Song Shiyin kept calling Bian Tingyu's name to keep her awake, but Bian Tingyu's response became weaker and weaker.

Song Shiyin could feel that the aura in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and she knew that it was about to arrive.