Bai Lan and they landed in front of a temple.

When they fell, there were cranes flying in the air, and they also fell with them, and then turned into a child.

"I've seen Uncle Fuchen, but Uncle Shi is bringing new disciples to get started?"

Fuchen nodded and took away the bamboo mat.

"The boss is here?"

When the little boy heard this, he bowed deeply, then smiled and said, "The head of the sect went to Yingzhou two days ago, and he has not yet returned, but he told me that if the master and uncle bring their own disciples to the entrance, they will take them directly to the Dao Pavilion." ”

"It's fine."

Fuchen beckoned to the six.

"Come with me."

No matter what their background was before, the six of them had indeed never seen such a magnificent scene, and they all followed honestly when they heard the words.

However, the previous little Taoist boy didn't follow anymore, and he also turned into a white crane and flew away with the little boy just now.

Fuchen led them to the side of the square, and reached out to pinch the law.

The ground lit up with a white light, and layers of halos also rose around it, colorful, making people look dizzy, and when they came back to their senses, the surrounding scene had changed.

In front of it is a pavilion built on the mountainside.

There are nine floors in total.

Compared to other towering buildings, this loft is more quaint and even a little dilapidated.

"This place is called the Wendao Pavilion, and anyone who enters Kunlun must enter this place."

Fuchen looked at the six people in front of him.

"The Asking Dao Pavilion is the foundation of Kunlun, there is the only Asking Dao Stone in heaven and earth, no matter what race and origin you are, no matter what you have done before, what you want to do in the future, enter this Asking Dao Pavilion, there will be a way that belongs to you."

"Your cultivation exercises, the path you will take in the future, are all in this pavilion, Kunlun disciples have always practiced free-range, and how you cultivate depends on the individual."

"Let's go inside."

The bell was a child, and when he heard this, he subconsciously walked in.

But the remaining few people hesitated.

The path of monasticism is just around the corner, and it seems to ...... It's easier.

Li Taoyao's mouth was fast, and he asked, "You don't need to measure any spiritual roots or anything like that?" I read the book of mortal words, didn't I say that some of them also had to look at the flow of bones? ”

"Kunlun doesn't look at these, whoever enters my Kunlun has an opportunity and can practice."

The few men asked no more questions and walked in.

The moment Bai Lan walked into the pavilion, he found that the people around him had disappeared.

And in front of her, there appeared a high mountain, with winding steps up, the clouds and mist above obscured, not real, only vaguely visible, at the very top, there seems to be a round of sun, scorching people's eyes.

Bai Lan stepped on.

This mountain does not seem to be different from ordinary mountains.

Bai Lan walked very slowly, because his body was too weak at the moment.

To put it bluntly, in the end, the body has died once at its limit, and now it is yang, which does not make the body any better, and may even be worse.

With her body, just a stick of incense, Bai Lan felt dizzy.

She paused, slowly calmed her breath, and waited until she was feeling better before continuing upward.

How many steps there were, Bai Lan didn't have the strength to count them at all.

All she knew was that she had changed from standing to kneeling and climbing up.

Not to mention that her eyes are black, she can't even breathe now.

But her eyes were always fixed on the light above her head.

There's no way she's going to fall on the original ask.

Nor can it be poured!

She finally got a favor and was reborn, and she was unwilling to fall like this!

Bai Lan was almost lying on the steps, difficult, little by little.

The steps are not steep, and each layer is cut evenly and flat, with a lustrous sheen, like white jade.

Bai Lan's hand once again covered the steps, and there were bright red traces left on the white jade steps on the white jade staircase where the nails had collapsed due to excessive force.

Until, she no longer has the strength.

She looked at the light above her head.

In fact, the vision is already very blurry.

But she didn't want to shut it up.

It's just the beginning, and it's going to end like this?

How can it end......

But Bai Lan couldn't resist the weakness of his body after all, and completely fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt light, and then she seemed to fly.

Bai Lan struggled twice, her body rose and fell in the air, and she found it really difficult to control her body, so she gave up.

The eyelids were so heavy that I could barely open them, and I could only see a white glow.

She's flying?

Is it dead again?

She remembered that when she died, when she was separated from her weak body, she was also so light.

No, how could she die like that?

It's hilarious.

Bai Lan's heart welled up with strong unwillingness and fiery hatred.

She hadn't avenged herself, she hadn't avenged that little girl, how could she die like this?

Suddenly there was a sigh in my ears.

Then her body began to sink.

After Bai Lan landed, he felt a little sober.

She got up and found herself at the top of the mountain.

There was a lot of emptiness all around.

Bai Lan saw a branch and a stone in front of him.

Inexplicably, she seemed to have entered a state of mystery and mystery, stretched out her hand, and pointed a little towards the two objects.

The golden light slanted from her fingertips and fell on the branches and stones.

The branch turns into a girl, and the stone into a boy.

The two of them were about six or seven years old, and they bowed to Bai Lan.

"I've seen the ...... mother"

Bai Lan was still in that state, and she listened to the names of these two children, and suddenly a clear understanding appeared in her heart.

That's her way.

The two were still talking.

"Thank you for your kindness."

What is this?

Is that what she says?

No.

Bai Lan's mind suddenly rolled over those damn plots.

What is the significance of this kind of way that can turn branches and stones into children?

What she wants is to be able to kill the male and female protagonists and ruin the way of the book!

"No, that's not my way!"

She broke free of that.

The two children in front of him hit back the branches and stones, and Bai Lan heard a sigh again.

The surrounding emptiness gradually dissipated.

She stood on the top of the mountain, and above her was the sun.

Bai Lan looked up blankly, watching the sun slowly fall.

Instead of getting bigger, it gets smaller and smaller as it goes down.

Until, it fell in a lotus lamp.

The lotus lamp has a total of nine petals, the material is like light yarn, but it seems to be extraordinarily tough, although it is a little worn, the color is not obvious, like a layer of dust, but you can still feel its luster at a moment.

The light at the wick gradually disappeared, leaving only the lotus lantern remaining.

The lotus lamp floated quietly in the air, with a thin thread tied to it, and the handle of the lamp did not know what kind of tree it was.

Bai Lan looked at the lotus lamp and walked towards it, and the ghost envoy stretched out his hand and held the handle of the lamp.

The lotus lantern lost its ability to float and fell into her hand.

……

Jiufeng Mountain.

In a cave, books are scattered all over the ground.

An old man with white hair and a white beard dressed as a Confucian was rummaging through it.

"Huh? Where did I put the book I worked on? It's weird...... The ...... of this day"

The old man sat on the ground without any image, thinking about it to no avail, and was about to take out the jade snail to ask someone, when he suddenly felt something in his heart and quickly stepped out of the cave.

I saw that in the direction of the Dao Pavilion, there was an extremely fine golden light rising into the sky, which was fleeting.

The old man touched his beard and hissed.

"How do you look at this...... It's like a micromang, who moved the micromang? ”