You Chunshan felt as if he was walking on a very long, misty stone path in the mountain, and there were some verdant ancient trees faintly on the side of the stone road, and some unknown flowers and plants grew under the trees.

The stone path leads towards the mountain, and I don't know how far it will go up.

You Chunshan stood there for a long time in confusion, and he didn't understand why he appeared here.

I seem to be in the Heavenly Division?

A Taoist said that he was sick, so he went to Huaidu to see a doctor, and was sent to a secluded cliff underground, where a doctor named Baizhu took an axe and split his head.

So I lost consciousness.

You Chunshan subconsciously touched his head, his head was intact, and he touched his body again, and his body was also good, as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that the previous ones were all dreams?

In fact, I just slept while walking up the stone path that rose up to the cliff?

Or is it that he is dead.

The road in front of you leads to the human world under the River Styx?

You Chunshan felt a little panicked in his heart.

After thinking about it, he pinched his thigh.

It's over, it doesn't hurt.

Either die or dream.

The young man from the East China Sea hurried to the edge of the stone path, found a stone under the tree, picked it up and smashed it on his head.

It was just that the next moment, a sharp and clear pain came from his head, and You Chunshan staggered back to the stone path with a golden star, groaning and sitting down on the stone steps.

Oops, oops.

You Chunshan felt that there seemed to be some liquid flowing on his forehead, and he must have been bleeding.

When I raised my hand and touched it, it was really bright red.

You Chunshan sighed and stretched out his hand to the flowers and plants beside the road, brushed it, and pulled a large leaf to cover his forehead, wiping the blood on his head indiscriminately.

After a long time, You Chunshan still didn't understand what was going on.

He covered his forehead and tried to go down the stone path, but he didn't go far before there was no way out, a large lake with no edge in sight, and the end of the stone path was submerged in the clear water, and there seemed to be some in it, but it was full of dark green algae.

You Chunshan stood there with some admiration and looked around for a long time, and then after squatting down there and washing off the blood on his head, he continued to stick a large blade of grass on the wound that he had smashed out, and turned around and walked towards the top of the stone path with a melancholy face.

I don't know how long this stone path is.

In short, You Chunshan has been walking a long way, and the appearance of clouds and mist is still curling up, which once made him suspect that he had actually had a longer dream - this was actually on the Sword Grinding Cliff.

The young uncle didn't encounter any sneak attack sword cultivation, and he was there to draw qi into his body as he wished, so he walked towards the cliff very smoothly.

As for the Taoist Jiangshan Xue in the future, Sword Cultivation Cheng Lu, and Qingtian Dao girl Yu Chaoyun, in fact, they all had a dream by themselves, and they were all stories in dreams.

You Chunshan was thinking wildly, but he also sighed.

How could there be such a real dream?

This made him very melancholy and puzzled.

There is still no end in sight to the stone path upward, but there is no sword intent on such a stone path.

Probably not the Grinding Sword Cliff.

You Chunshan wanted to convince himself that he was dreaming now, but the burning pain on his forehead made him have to doubt all this.

The young man of Donghai thought about it for a long time, and finally had to temporarily abandon those reveries and walk up this stone path seriously.

There is an end to the East China Sea, how can there be no end in the world?

It's just too far.

As a result, people gradually despair and distress.

You Chunshan walked for a long time, maybe he was indeed a little tired, so he sat there and rested, there was a wind blowing those mountain clouds and mist slowly fluttering, You Chunshan did suddenly open his eyes, he seemed to hear some human voices, which is undoubtedly great news for such a confused person.

You Chunshan, who was sitting there a little tiredly, got up in an instant, stood in the wind that was blowing clouds, and listened carefully.

It was like the noise of some towns.

It's just quite ethereal, and I don't know where it is.

You Chunshan hesitated for a while, turned his head to look at the misty mountains and forests outside the stone road, and after looking at it for a long time, this young man from the East China Sea walked towards the mountains and forests.

There are no trails in the forest, and there are countless flowers and plants, most of which are extremely luxuriant, and some of them are slowly withering and yellowing because of the wrong season.

You Chunshan just glanced at these things in a hurry, and then walked through.

That kind of voice seems to be getting a little closer.

This made You Chunshan a little excited, and he pulled the branches and leaves of many flowers and shrubs that stopped in front of him, and couldn't wait to go farther towards the mountain forest.

As he walked farther and farther in the forest, the fog gradually became thinner, and when You Chunshan raised his head, he could vaguely see some of the sky.

This made the young man of the East China Sea feel a shock in his heart, and he was sure that he was not going in the wrong direction, and he no longer covered his forehead, waving his hands, and jumped in the mountains and forests towards the direction of the thinner mist.

It's just that in the next moment, You Chunshan hurriedly hugged a forest tree that was growing extremely strong in front of him.

The young man of the East China Sea stopped in shock and looked ahead with palpitations.

There is no road ahead.

Such a mountain forest was cut off in front without warning, and some small pieces of mountain rocks that had been loosened by themselves were falling downward, looking down, there was no bottom, just countless green vines entwined and hanging away.

You Chunshan stopped there in a daze, and after a long time, he finally let go of the tree he was holding.

The voices were still the same, but they were still distant, as if they were coming from a very distant place.

The young man from the East China Sea stood there and looked around for a long time, and in the distance there were still countless clouds and mist marching in the wind, and there was nothing to be seen in all directions.

So where exactly are you?

Such a question became more and more heavy in the hearts of young people in the East China Sea.

After looking out over the edge of the dangling cliff for a long time, You Chunshan finally heard some of the sounds coming from the bustling town—which made the young man's eyes gradually widen, as if he had heard some incredible secret.

But that's no secret.

It's just that in the wind, many words of different tones.

The emphasis of the world's speech is naturally different.

The people in the East China Sea are a tune, the people in the north are a tune, and the people in Lingnan are another tune, not to mention the people on the Huangliang Luming side.

And You Chunshan was on the side of the mountain, but it was hazy, and he heard all such tones.

All the sounds were mixed together, coming from all directions, and finally converging into an extremely vast and distant human sound.

So.....

You Chunshan couldn't believe his guess, and silently looked down at all the scenery that was also cloudy and misty below.

So are you in heaven?

Maybe he can jump down like this, so he falls from the sky, and the world will spread the story of a sister You falling from the sky.

You Chunshan was a little helpless about his cranky thoughts.

He shook his head, and finally honestly followed the traces he stepped on when he came, and slowly returned to the stone path.

The stone path was clean, there was no dust or fallen leaves on it, like the blue color of the sky at twilight, with some white lines crawling on it, like some linear flocculent clouds.

You Chunshan sat there watching carefully and resting.

It's just that it probably doesn't give him some answers that can solve his puzzles.

You Chunshan rested for a long time, and finally stood up with a sigh, stepping on the stone steps and walking towards the top step by step.

I don't know how long it took, but on these stone paths, there was gradually some snow, and many snow chips came through the mountains and forests, and slowly fell on the young man's face.

The young man of Donghai, who had been walking silently on the stone steps with his head down, raised his head in some surprise, only then did he realize that the clouds and mist had disappeared on the road of mountains and rocks in front of him, but it was gradually covered with some light snow, and the more he went up, the more and more fine snow fell slowly in the mountains and forests.

You Chunshan looked there for a long time in some surprise, raised his hand and followed some falling snow, and looked at it seriously for a long time, making sure that this was really snow, not something strange.

Since it's snow in the world, then I should still be in the world.

You Chunshan comforted himself, didn't think much about it, and continued to walk towards the upper level of the stone steps.

When the snow began to fall on the mountain road, there were traces of those footprints.

You Chunshan looked back and looked down, looking at the strings of footprints on the stone steps covered with thin snow, but he also sighed in his heart.

It turns out that I've come a long way.

There are more than 30,000 days in a human life.

So how many steps does a person have in his life?

For some reason, this young man from the East China Sea had some such exclamations in his mind.

Like those who have lived for more than a thousand years, how many steps have they taken?

You Chunshan thought with a sigh, turned his head, and continued to walk further up.

The mountain road is straight, everything is quiet, the wind blows the mountains and forests, and the fine snow is like a stream - the flow of the wind.

You Chunshan didn't know how long he had walked, but when the chill in the snow was getting stronger, he looked up and saw a mountain road that seemed to have reached the end.

It was a gate made up of cramped snow-capped cliffs.

The black cliffs are covered with white snow, like a heavy ink painting.

You Chunshan stopped, for some reason, there was a faint feeling in his heart that was extremely hasty and made people want to cry.

He didn't know where such a feeling came from.

I don't know why such a feeling came from.

Looking back at the mountain roads when I came, the mountain snow, the mountain forests, the mountain winds, and the ethereal and lively human murmurs that have disappeared from everything at some point.

So such a young man really shed a tear.

You Chunshan stared in amazement at the teardrop that somehow overflowed from his eyes—dripping in the snow, and then turning into a black hole.

It took a long time for this young man from the East China Sea to raise his head, and he seemed to finally remember something that Song Yingxin had told him.

It's just that before such a snowstorm, he has lost his words, just stood there for a long time, and finally raised his hand, wiped his eyes, and walked the last part of the journey step by step.

When the young people of the East China Sea walked between such a cliff, they were extremely small, so small that if a small piece of snow slipped down on such a cliff, such a young man could be completely submerged.

The extremely tired young man had walked to the cliffs on both sides, stepping on those cramped snow roads, and passing through such a mountain gate little by little.

The clear sky of the world appeared in an instant.

Despite the fine snow, the light still fell on the other side of the cliffs.

You Chunshan stopped at the end of the gate of the cramped mountain cliff and looked at everything in front of him in a daze.

It was a large lake with an extremely bright skylight, and I don't know how deep and wide it is.

There are rocks of different shapes condensed with snow on the edge of the lake, which stretch out at the level of the lake in the middle of the large lake.

In the far distance, there seems to be this extremely large snow-capped mountain in the lake, covered with snow, but it still seems that there is still some green color of the forest.

You Chunshan squinted his eyes and stood in the snow that fell finely, looking around for a long time.

The lake is on all sides, and there is only one road leading to the snow-capped mountains in the middle of the lake.

The young man of the East China Sea hesitated for a while, and returned to those cramped cliffs, where he rested for a while, perhaps because he felt his mouth dry, You Chunshan also grabbed a few handfuls of snow and sent it to his mouth to eat, and then stood up again, walked to the shore of the big lake, and stepped on the road of snow and stones on the lake like a cat's paw print.

The snow-capped mountains in the middle of such a large lake are extremely far away.

You Chunshan didn't know how far he needed to go to be able to get to such a snowy mountain.

It's just that.

It's just that I don't know why, but this young man from the East China Sea always feels that he has heard some very subtle and long winds.

The sound of the wind blew leisurely on the snow-capped lake.

You Chunshan didn't know where those rumors came from, and after looking to no avail, he could only cautiously jump away on the snow and stone roads separated by those lakes.

I don't know how long it took for the young man to finally approach the edge of the snow-capped mountains in the lake.

It's just that this made You Chunshan even more confused.

It doesn't seem like a mountain.

You Chunshan stopped there with a hesitant expression, silently looking at the mountain and snow in front of him.

In front of you is a trail in the snow that goes up the mountain.

The light and snow in the world poured down together, falling on such a path, but it was a bright appearance of mountains and forests.

You Chunshan hesitated for a long time, but still headed towards the mountain.

It took this young man from the East China Sea for a long time to finally climb to the top of such a big lake and snow-capped mountains.

Then he heard the wind more clearly.

If.

You Chunshan scratched his head and stood at the top of the mountain, thinking very seriously.

If you are an ant, will hearing the breathing of the world be like this?

Could it be that someone is sleeping?

You Chunshan looked around, and in the mountain snow, all the branches were lonely and dry, stretched dry in the light of the fine snow.

After searching for a long time, this young man from the East China Sea did not find such a person sleeping in the mountains.

He walked on for a while, thought about it, and decided to ask.

"There is ....."

It was only when You Chunshan began to put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted the first word, and he was interrupted very suddenly.

"Shh.....h

It was like a teenager's voice.

You Chunshan suddenly looked in the direction where the voice came from, and then found that there was a mountain cliff not far away, and there was a young man in green clothes sitting on the cliff, and the young man was carrying two swords behind him, one was very shoddy, and the other was full of cracks.

The young man was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he was looking back at himself, holding up a finger and gesturing to himself in silence.

Although You Chunshan was very curious about why such a young man in green clothes appeared here, he was naturally very surprised when he finally saw someone after walking for so long.

He put down his hand, stepped on the fine snow of the mountains and forests all the way, and ran towards that side.

It's just that the young man frowned again and pointed to the snow at the foot of Youchun Mountain, as if to ask him to be careful.

Although You Chunshan didn't know why, he still slowed down according to his words, carefully stepped on the snow, and walked towards such a cliff.

It wasn't until he walked behind the young man in green clothes that the young man looked at the sword behind him in amazement.

On the sword, the word square inch will not be unfamiliar to any person in the world.

It was the sword of the Sharpening Sword Cliff.

Before Tsing Yi's sword was pulled out of the cliff, it was one of the two best swords in the world.

You Chunshan stared there in a daze for a long time, and then his eyes finally fell on the young man in green clothes who was drinking wine with a sword on his back.

"You..... Who is it? ”

The young man in green clothes said in a young voice: "The grass is a firefly, sometimes in a dream it turns into a crane, and countless grasses in the world are fireflies." ”

Cao Weiying turned his head and looked at the young man from the East China Sea, who seemed to be also very curious about such a young man.

"What about you?"

You Chunshan looked at the swords behind the young man, hesitated a little, and practiced with those swords.

"My name is You Chunshan, uncle."

You Chunshan is called Uncle Shi, naturally because he is habitual according to the kind of name for Nandao on weekdays.

It's just that after Cao Weiying heard this sentence, she raised her eyebrows, the corners of her lips seemed to bring some smiles, turned her head back, and said softly: "Good uncle." ”

You Chunshan asked with some puzzlement, "Is there something wrong?" ”

This young man from the East China Sea probably didn't know what such an uncle meant.

Even if it is Cong Blade, when facing such a young man in green clothes, he needs to call his ancestor.

Cao Weiying laughed softly and said, "No, it's no problem. ”

Although You Chunshan felt a little weird, he probably didn't know where the weirdness was, and after thinking about it for a long time, he was still a little puzzled, so he didn't get entangled, stood there and looked at it for a long time, and finally remembered the question at the beginning.

"Where is this, Uncle Shi?"

Cao Wei Hotaru tilted his head and took a sip of wine, looked back at the two high cliffs in such a place of light and snow, and said softly, "Heavenly Gate." ”

You Chunshan's eyes widened suddenly, and the young man thought that he had heard it wrong, or that the young man had said it wrong.

But the boy called Grass for Hotaru just repeated it very calmly and slowly.

"This is Tianmen Mountain."