Since this senior sister's face changed suddenly, no matter what Zhao Rang asked, she no longer had any answer. Although his attitude was also very indifferent before, he at least responded to Zhao Rang's words, but now it was like this, but Zhao Rang couldn't figure out why, so he could only silently follow behind him, walking on a stone staircase with no end in sight and countless steps.

As we walked, a cold wind blew in front of me, mixed with particles of ice and snow. Only then did Zhao Rang realize that there was already an extremely obvious white qi between his breaths, and it seemed that he had now reached the height of Baihe Mountain. It's a pity that the dense fog around the stone steps has not been dispersed by this cold wind, and the boundary between heaven and earth has become more chaotic, making it impossible for Zhao Rang to judge where he is now.

He just opened his mouth and wanted to ask the senior sister in front of him, but he remembered the previous attitude of the other person and had to keep his mouth shut again.

Fortunately, such a cold is not worth mentioning for Zhao Rang, and what makes him uncomfortable is the boredom brought by this endless stone step.

I thought that a person's journey would be boring, but when I met a person who didn't talk to me, it was better to be alone, at least I could walk and sit when I wanted.

After climbing a stick of incense again, the senior sister suddenly stood firm, turned around, and looked at Zhao Rang with a complicated expression.

There has been no communication for a long time, and Zhao Rang didn't know how to speak for a while. Even gags are choked in my throat and I can't say them.

"Arrived?"

Forced out two words from the squeeze, in exchange for the senior sister nodded heavily.

"What is this place?"

Once the conversation began, Zhao Rang became sharp.

It's a pity that the senior sister still didn't speak, and still only nodded.

Her eyes suddenly became unpredictable, and her originally clear pupils suddenly lost focus. If it weren't for the fact that she was still standing in front of her, Zhao Rang was afraid that she would fall down the stone steps if she was not careful.

With such a high mountain, if you fall down, no matter how strong your martial arts cultivation is, you may be dead.

Zhao Rang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, and said:

"Hey! And then what? It's windy here! ”

The senior sister grabbed his wrist, her expression returned to her previous appearance, and she said:

"You can only go up on your own, and the wind is stronger above!"

Zhao Rang frowned.

Further up, it is nothing more than a certain peak of Baihe Mountain. Can it be so mysterious? He could understand that there must be some strange rules in the so-called faith, but it would be a bit rude to say nothing and lead people up a stone staircase.

"Okay, okay, I'll go up by myself. The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and it can withstand the wind. But you have to tell me, who wants to see me, where, and what to do, right? Without saying a word, it is inevitably a little too unreasonable! ”

In the current situation, Zhao Rang is reasonable. The senior sister thought for a moment, sighed, then saluted him, and then replied:

"The person who wants to see you is Uncle Shi, and he is also the person with the highest rank in the mountain gate at present. The place where he wants to see you is in the Nine Heavens. As for your last question, I didn't answer it. ”

Zhao Rang remembered that when she first entered the mountain, she once said that there were nine heavens in Baihe Mountain, and there was only one hall dedicated to Lu Zu's golden body in the ninth heaven. Even the head of White Crane Mountain, Bai Hezi, can only live in the eighth heaven, and it is conceivable that this master and ancestor not only has a high seniority, but also has a transcendent status in the mountain gate.

In such a cultivation sect, the status is often linked to strength. Otherwise, it is in vain to have no seniority, and if your hands are not hard.

As for the question that the senior sister couldn't answer, Zhao Rang knew from the moment he opened his mouth that there was probably no answer, so he didn't dwell on it. Following the way she had just saluted, he saluted her back, and continued walking straight up.

It didn't take long for the stone steps to come to an end.

A courtyard that is not very spacious, but very well built, comes into view.

This is completely different from what Senior Sister just said.

There was no wind at all in the compound.

However, Zhao Rang didn't think that the senior sister was deliberately deceiving him, and the most reasonable explanation was that she had never come up at all.

If there is a hospital, there should be a door.

Zhao Rang didn't enter the courtyard for a long time because he didn't find where the door of this courtyard was.

There was a flat gap in the fenced courtyard wall, but Zhao Rang didn't dare to rush in.

Even if he was giggling and talking when he was down the mountain, he couldn't show any reverence for Baihe Mountain. But after climbing the stone steps for so long, Zhao Rang's mood has changed unconsciously.

People will always cherish what they have gained through hardship, too easy, and too casual.

After going around the courtyard wall for half a circle, Zhao Rang still walked in through the gap.

I thought that even if I made a mistake, I couldn't blame him for anything. He hadn't been to this place before, so it was reasonable to make a mistake. What's more, isn't the Nine Heavens enshrined in Lu Zu's golden body? They have all become immortals, and they must be much more open-minded than mortals. The uncle who lives here must have been contaminated with a lot of immortal energy, and he will definitely not bother with these trivial things.

In the center of the courtyard is a large hall, built in a regular manner, covered with a golden roof, and there is a faint golden light inside, which should be the hall that enshrines Lu Zu's golden body.

The door of the main hall was open, and it seemed that it had been waiting for a long time.

This time, Zhao Rang did not hesitate and strode in.

As soon as his feet stepped on the blue bricks of the main hall, snow suddenly began to fall outside the hall.

Zhao Rang looked back at the goose feather snow that fell from the sky, and slowly closed the door, closing all the wind and snow that had not changed for thousands of years in the Nine Heavens of Baihe Mountain.

It was very warm in the main hall, because in front of Lu Zu's golden body, a stove was being placed.

An old man with a white beard, dressed in a fur cloak and holding a copper tongs in his hand, was stirring up a charcoal fire to make it burn more vigorously.

Zhao Rang looked at the old man quietly, without any intention of approaching.

The old man also quietly fiddled with the charcoal fire, and did not look at Zhao Rang at all.

Finally, a cluster of purple flames rose from the bottom of the charcoal fire, and the old man's body leaned back relaxedly, and with his hand holding the copper tongs, he beckoned to Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang approached with interest, looked down at the evenly burning purple flame in the furnace, and said:

"It's not cold here, what are you doing with the fire?"

The old man asked in a vague way:

"Can't you do anything other than heat the fire?"

Zhao Rang nodded and said:

"Well, it's the kid who is arbitrary. I don't know what is the cleverness of the predecessors to ignite the fire? ”

This seemed to displease the old man.

He raised his head, stared at Zhao Rang with his eyes, and said word by word:

"I still like the way you look down the hill. So you don't have to humble yourself to say brat, and you don't have to call me senior. As you can see, I'm just an old man who lives alone in this hall and plays with fire for some reason. ”

Zhao Rang was stunned.

For a moment, he felt that the ancestor of Baihe Mountain should be someone else.

Seeing that his face was flushed, this was a sign of lack of qi and blood. Seeing him sitting in the warm hall and still wearing a fur cloak and lighting a pot of charcoal fire, it didn't feel like it.

"You're the only one in the store?"

"I'm what the little girl said about my uncle."

The old man directly answered the question that Zhao Rang wanted to know the most, without tactfully going around in circles with him at all.

Zhao Rang suddenly felt a little cold.

He sat cross-legged by the fire, stretched out his hands, felt the warmth of the coals, and said nothing, thinking to himself that it would be a pity not to bake something with such a good fire...... The best is beef, of course, after roasting beef, if there is no good wine, then he would rather not even have beef.

"Well, it's true that there is no beef, but I have a whole rabbit. Alcohol is also available, so you don't have to worry about a bland mouth when eating meat. ”

Zhao Rang swallowed his saliva, and his body unconsciously leaned towards the stove again, and he felt that his body was even colder.

"If I don't speak, you can know what I'm thinking, so I don't have to speak."

Zhao Rang said.

When the old man heard this, he shook his head and said:

"Still going to say. I can tell what you're thinking, but I don't know what you're thinking would be like if it came out of your mouth. ”

"You know how to read minds?"

Zhao Rang asked.

This is a common method used by warlocks in the rivers and lakes, those fortune tellers, spread a hexagram, as soon as the guests sit down, they don't need to speak, they can talk about their hearts, as if they really have magical powers.

The old man was noncommittal, but raised his eyes to look at the towering golden statue of Lu Zu, and by the way, he pulled out a tray from behind him, and uncovered the cover on it, revealing a whole freshly skinned rabbit inside.

The rabbit meat is pink and tender, and as soon as it is put on the stove, it makes a "zizi" sound, which is very pleasant.

Seeing that the rabbit meat changed color little by little and dyed golden, the old man turned it over and said:

"I don't have anything to do with you, I just want to talk to you about your own changes."

"Change?"

Zhao Rang was puzzled.

But when it comes to change, he really has a lot to say.

"What change do you mean?"

The old man shrugged his shoulders and replied:

"Anything, as long as you feel like it's a change."

"I've gone from a son of a family to a wanted criminal that everyone shouts about, is this a change?"

Old man says:

"Count! But this change is external, and it's not the same as what I want to talk about. ”

"I feel that my sword practice has reached a bottleneck, and there is always one foot that I can't cross, and I have completely ascended to the Four Grades Realm, is this what you want to talk about?"

The bottleneck seems to be motionless, but compared with Zhao Rang's rapid progress in the past, motionless is also a change. And it is not external, but it is born in himself.

"You have to find your master. You are not a disciple of White Crane Mountain, and you have not practiced the martial arts of White Crane Mountain, so I can't tell you. ”

"You don't count the external changes, and you can't say the internal changes, I really don't know what you want to talk about."

Zhao Rang said, his eyes were already fixed on a rabbit leg, and it was about to be roasted.

"Don't worry, I didn't say you were wrong, it's just that you haven't found the root of all this change. It's like when you came here just now, you had to walk a lot of steps. I ask you about the changes, you can't just think about which step of the stairs, you have to think about what will happen after you walk the stairs. ”