The silver moon hangs high, and the evening breeze blows lightly......

On the top of the holy mountain, beside the eternal river, the old man in charge of the temple was sitting on the rocks on the bank in silent contemplation, just like Menghan Baku in the past.

The old man held his chin with his dry palm in contemplation, looked at the clear river flowing slowly under his feet, and sighed for some reason.

This sigh was extremely long and heavy, as if it had sighed the past and the years.

The old man had no shock in his life, and when he was a child, he showed great talent and was chosen by the temple, and after entering the temple, he quickly became the son of the temple, and became the master of the temple.

His reign was not long, because he stepped into the supernatural power early, but after asking the way of heaven, he quickly retreated, and this retreat was nearly a hundred years, but when he came out of the pass, instead of taking half a step outside the six realms, he cultivated to a rapid retreat.

This kind of regression seemed inexplicable, but the old man understood that this was the result of his failure to cultivate his mind, but he forcibly took that half step and was knocked off half of his leg.

At this time, Emperor Pi of the Great Zhou Dynasty conquered the world and pointed to the great wilderness.

At this time, the Great Wilderness was internally reformed by the prosperity of a tribe called Yunqi.

The old man didn't know whether this wave was good or bad, because his thinking was still deeply rooted in the great wilderness of a hundred years ago, and in the face of strong external pressure, he consulted with the temple master at that time, and chose to pray for blood.

However, what is unexpected is that the Qiyun tribe has produced many strong people, and even when the Great Wilderness Temple is strong, it has also paid a great price.

This price was somewhat unexpected for the Temple, but having already done so meant that there was no turning back, and Qiyun eventually fell under the Temple's powerful onslaught.

It's just that when the dust settled, when the old man walked into the ruined tribe, he suddenly felt that he was not wrong.

The Qiyun tribe brought him too much shock at that time, but he could only leave here with regret and firmly tell himself that he was right!

And today, because of some inner conflicts, he remembered these old things. I can't help but think about what the great wilderness would be like now if Qiyun had been supported by the temple at that time?

But there is no regret medicine to take in this world, the old man can only accept the facts in front of him, and make up his mind that no matter what the cost, he must fight for a new habitat for the Great Wilderness.

However, at the same time as he made up his mind, an inexplicable feeling of palpitations came to his heart.

This feeling was the wonderful perception of the Destiny Realm, and the old man couldn't believe it, because he was sitting next to the Yonghe, sitting on the Holy Mountain, and sitting next to the Temple!

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At the foot of the starry holy mountain. Sheng Tang and his entourage looked up at the holy mountain, and their hearts swelled with an infinite sense of awe.

In this world, there are very few people who can come to the foot of the holy mountain, except for the barefoot monks of the year, I am afraid that no one in the Tang Dynasty has ever come to the foot of this majestic mountain.

The top of the holy mountain, which is thousands of feet high, rises above the clouds, piercing the sky, like a peerless blade.

However, at the top of such a towering and steep peak, there are endless mountain ranges, which are now covered in silver, as if they are connected to the night sky. It's like a dream!

Raising your neck at the foot of this dreamlike mountain, a sense of awe wells up, and a sense of insignificance fills people's hearts.

Zhang Xiaodao quickly abandoned this feeling, and he locked his gaze on the ladder. sighed: "Sure enough, it's a ladder!"

The silver-white stone steps between the mountains are covered from the bottom to the top, stretching to the clouds and mist, winding and twisting, which is really worthy of the name of its ladder, as if you climb this ladder, you can turn into a fairy!

And in front of the ladder at the foot of this mountain. There is a mountain gate.

The mountain gate is dozens of feet high, and the surrounding area is surrounded by a fence that seems to be extremely simple.

However, it seems absurd to fence this majestic sacred mountain. But everyone knew that this fence could not be crossed, and once it was crossed, it would inevitably lead to the prohibition of the temple and cause a great array of temples.

When Sheng Tang and his party were looking up at the holy mountain, a man from the Qiyun tribe whistled.

The whistle echoed with a long echo between heaven and earth, and the gate at the foot of the mountain was pushed open by two men.

At the moment when the gate at the foot of the mountain was pushed open, Li Yi said softly: "Go!" The figure suddenly turned into a sharp arrow and rushed straight to the ladder.

Wang Da Niu half-squatted down at this time, Qi Yun Ha Chi did not hesitate, and immediately got on Wang Da Niu's back, followed Zhang Xiaodao's footsteps and went straight to the ladder!

Behind Sheng Tang and his party, three hundred praying cloud warriors who were already boiling with blood followed, and a series of light footsteps sounded from the top of the ladder, and everyone rushed straight to the peak of the temple like arrows from Xuan!

It seems that the people of the Great Wilderness Temple have already gone to the empty building, but no one has come to stop them.

And whether it is Li Yi or Yang Qing, they all understand that they are just taking the lead, and the battle has just begun!

At the top of the snow-capped mountain, in the clouds and mist, hundreds of black dots quickly appeared, and gathered into two black lines, flying down.

Zhang Xiaodao concentrated, and saw the deserted people on the top of the mountain.

The wilderness men danced in the snow dressed in temple costumes and with some unknown metal under their feet.

The wind blew their silk up, and they twisted their flexible but thick waists, controlling the unknown metal under their feet, and after falling a certain distance, they raised the blades in their hands!

The moment hundreds of long knives were raised, in this hurry, they suddenly cut through the violent wind. Hundreds of sharp and unpleasant voices suddenly sounded above the holy mountain, like a piercing alarm sound.

On the ladder, Li Yi, who was about to cross dozens of steps in one step, did not raise his hand, and a gust of wind and snow hit, but he did not touch a leaf, and his figure gradually withdrew.

When the desolate people above the temple finally came to Li Yi's side, their blades cut through the high ground without hesitation.

Li Yi tapped on tiptoe, and his body jumped up, like a bird in the sky, when he landed, he tapped again, and after a few leaps, he continued to climb the ladder and passed by the desolate people who were speeding down.

Behind Li Yi was Huang Zhenfeng, the old man watched Li Yi's movements, and pouted, he was the most seriously injured before, even if he recovered seven or eight times out of ten, he didn't want to spend too much effort here, the falling snow knife came out of the sheath, and two swords of knife light flew into the snowy mountains on the left and right sides of the ladder.

Two loud bangs suddenly rang out in my ears, and the snow suddenly fell off the mountainside with the huge stones that the mountain was shattered into, and rolled rapidly with a whistling momentum!

The desolate people on both sides of the ladder were suddenly shocked, and they all withdrew their hands, turned around, and avoided it.

It was also at this time that Huang Zhenfeng roared angrily: "Quick!" suddenly disappeared in place.

Yang Qing followed closely behind Huang Zhenfeng, as the degree gradually accelerated, her body seemed to have lost all its weight, the jade foot lightly touched the steps, her body flew up, and with the wind blowing down the mountain, dozens of zhang quickly swept by.

Xu Sande naturally couldn't lag behind everyone, he suddenly threw out his arms and rolled up a whirlwind on the ladder with an incomparable street hooligan running momentum!

Zhang Xiaodao was behind Xu Sande, he suddenly poured his vitality into his legs, and every step he took did not touch the ground, and his feet rippled with vitality ripples, and he quickly followed.

This is bitter Wang Da Niu.

Wang Daniu himself is the lowest in this line of people, and he has only practiced one trick in his life, how can he keep up with everyone's degree?

But seeing that the time was pressing, he also had to take out the strength to breastfeed, and carried Qiyun Ha Chi Feng on his back, but he kept up with his legs completely.

Qiyun Hachi enjoyed it very much, even before so, his beard fluttering in the wind, his ears still heard the sharp sound of a blade piercing the wind, his eyes kept rising, looking at the temple looming in the clouds, and a flush of excitement gradually appeared on his old cheeks.

Zhang Xiaodao was right.

Qiyun Hachi has been preparing for a long time in order to come to the top of this mountain.

And when he finally began to climb the ladder, he naturally wanted to enjoy the scenery above this holy mountain, as if he had seen many, many old friends of the Qiyun tribe in this scenery.

The old man in the temple was also looking for his old friend, and he knew that someone had come to the Holy Mountain, someone had come to the temple, and since these people dared to come, it meant that they were very powerful.

So he immediately ordered the few men in the temple to be sent to block it, while he walked through the corridors of the temple.

The corridor is so long that there is no end in sight, only the bright starlight between the corridors falling on the ground through the hollow windows.

His steps were not fast, they seemed to be slow, but each step seemed to span a distance of several feet, flashing his old body all the way to the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a huge stone gate carved with intricate patterns of stars in the sky, which looks mysterious.

The old man had been in retreat here for a hundred years, so naturally he would not feel mysterious, and stretched out his dry hands to push open the dusty stone door that had been sealed for a long time.

Dust was sprinkled through the cracks of the stone gate, and it stood out in the starry temple.

There was no decoration in this temple, only a dark floor, dark walls, and the only thing worth mentioning was that the dome above the head was hollowed out with a crescent moon pattern, and the moonlight reflected on the ground in it was like a real half-moon.

Around the crescent moon were three simple futons, on which sat three old men who looked about the same age as the old man.

When the old man arrived, the three temple elders who had been in retreat for a long time raised their eyes.

One man's eyes were extremely sharp, his body was burly and strong, and his robe was covered with dust as if it was about to be torn.

A person's eyes are gentle and peaceful, gentle and elegant, and his facial features do not look like a rough wilderness person, with that thin body, he is similar to the powerless scholar of the Tang Dynasty when he was young.

One person's eyes were full of life, and his body was very thin, but unlike the previous one, his thinness gave people a sense of dryness, and the folds on his cheeks seemed to have no trace of moisture.

The old man was naturally much older than them, and he didn't have a trace of politeness, but just said, "The temple is here." ”

When the three elders heard this, they said in unison, "Pick up guests." ”

This conversation is like the words that the old bustard in the Shengjing kiln and the three popular Qingqi will repeat countless times every day.

And naturally, since you want to pick up guests, you have to make guests want to die!

ps: I had a good push this week...... The number of jù can't be too embarrassing.,In addition, it's time for the plot to fight the temple.,I'm trying to write it well.,Ask for a recommendation vote.。

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