Dengxiantai under the sunset is as gorgeous as Wang Luo remembers.

It's just that with Little Red Riding Hood's excited explanation, all the beauty gradually collapses.

The crisp voice of the morning bird's faint cry seemed to be distorted into a shrill noise like metal tearing at this moment, and every word she said was like a curse and blasphemy unfolded by the heart demon around the primordial god, making people's ears buzz and their hearts beat faster.

A thousand years ago?

A thousand years ago!

The fall of Heaven?

Heaven has fallen!

The Fall of Ten Thousand Immortals?

Ten Thousand Immortals Fall!

The combination of question marks and exclamation marks rising one after another in his heart made Wang Luo finally realize the shock of the reversal of the three views when he raided Lu Zhiyao's private workshop and witnessed the Song brothers and the tentacle king of Chidang Mountain.

Just a few words are enough to make people doubt life.

However, it was precisely because he remembered his master and sister that the wavering in Wang Luo's heart only lasted for a short moment.

No matter how shocking the story is, it is just a story after all, compared to the senior sister's whimsical overhead pineapple book in another world, the taste of Little Red Riding Hood's story is not too heavy, after all, the fall of ten thousand immortals is better than the white turbidity of ten thousand immortals...... Moreover, there is no evidence to prove that Little Red Riding Hood's words are true at the moment. What's more, even if it's true, hysteria in the col won't help.

The seniors in the story of the senior sister who are traveling, reborn, and then making contributions are all overjoyed to look forward to a new life at the first time, and then go around to find the little girl with animal ears who is waiting to be fed, and few beat their chests and miss their original family.

Accepting reality is also a compulsory course for every Lingshan person.

So Wang Luo relented and listened to Little Red Riding Hood's next story.

"Although this ancestral hall looks a little dilapidated, it is a historical site built by the founding fathers of our new immortal calendar, which has been more than a thousand years ago, and is a national historical and cultural heritage certified by the Golden Deer Hall. The ancestral hall not only enshrines the tablets of the Lingshan people of the past dynasties, but also has a lot of craft souvenirs of great historical value, which is very suitable as a commemoration of our trip......"

Wang Luo looked through the gaps in the leaves of the Ping An fern and saw that the little red riding hood was carrying the red flag on his shoulder, gushing endlessly; Opposite her, more than twenty men and women who were also wearing red hats had already walked up the stairs.

Most of them were between middle age and old age, dressed in fancy clothes that Wang Luo had never seen before, and they were noisy and noisy all the way, like a swarm of rats on the march.

An old woman at the forefront, with a small and pointed head like a pear, and a body as thick as a spindle, her voice when she opened her mouth reminded Wang Luo of the cattle that once galloped on the grassland of Fengzhou.

She used only one sentence to suppress Little Red Riding Hood's gushing.

"Okay, okay, stop selling your pile of counterfeits, what's next?"

The girl in the red hat was obviously choked, and was stunned for a long time before she said: "No, Tianluo Valley is the last stop, in fact, this Lingshan Ancestral Hall ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Niu raised his eyebrows: "Why is it gone?" On this day, the falling valley has just arrived at the foot of Ling Mountain, and you can't see so many things on the mountain? When you sold tickets, you said that Lingshan was a day trip, and then you swam to the foot of the mountain and it was over? ”

The girl in the red hat explained: "Further up is the forbidden area, which has never been unsealed since the era of the Wasteland, you can ask the locals of Rongcheng to know it." Therefore, the scenic area of Lingshan only ends up in Tianluo Valley, and there is actually nothing to see in the forbidden area......"

"It's nothing to see, and you're still here to sell tickets? Sorry for me, little girl? Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, we'll go back if we don't have anything to see, and we don't have to look at the little broken ancestral hall. As he spoke, he shouted at the people behind him, "What do you guys say?" Do you want to go home? ”

For a while, the response of the rat swarm was endless.

"Withdrawn, withdrawn, this trip is really nothing to look forward to."

"This is a national-level historical and cultural relic, it's really not as good as the Lingxi Ancient Town that pits money, so people can organize a song and dance performance."

"The road is tattered, and I don't see any scenery, just to promote local products, pure inducement consumption, and complain about her when I go back."

This gossip of denunciation suddenly made the girl in the red riding hood a little angry, but she bit her lip and still maintained a warm smile.

"Since everyone is tired of playing, let's go back to eat, according to the previously agreed itinerary, I will order a group meal for everyone at Jinxing Restaurant......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

"Don't go to the Golden Apricot Restaurant! We have already checked on Taixu, and the reputation of that store is particularly poor, and it is simply using pre-made dishes to cheat money! ”

"But ......"

Yan Niu said again: "Everyone, I just set the location of the Snow Frost Building, let's go to the Snow Frost Building to eat the frozen pot!" ”

"Let's go, follow Sister Lin!"

"The frozen pot is good, I heard that it is a local specialty that has just become popular recently, eat the frozen pot!"

A group of middle-aged and elderly people quickly agreed on their opinions, so that Little Red Riding Hood was helpless, she took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Shuangxue Building is okay, then I will summon Zaiyun to take everyone ......"

"I don't need your house." Aunt Yan Niu waved her strong arm, "I have already checked it out on the void, the pure pit people of the scenic spot, it is more cost-effective to use Dengden to share the cloud, there are so many of us, one big cloud, three hundred spirit leaves are enough." ”

After speaking, the girl was not allowed to argue, Aunt Yan Niu suddenly rolled her eyes, raised her head and shook her body to the sky, then wiped her nose, and said happily to her companion behind her: "Come in a while!" ”

This moment was true for a while, and not long after the words settled, I saw a faint orange cloud descending from the sky, wrapped like cotton wool under the feet of a group of uncles and aunts.

Aunt Yan Niu looked down at Orange Cloud and said loudly: "Set off to the Frost and Snow Building on Yuexie Street!" ”

Zaiyun then flashed with a gentle orange light, illuminating everyone in a strange light. Then, Zaiyun staggered off the ground and staggered down the mountain with everyone like a black bear on the verge of labor.

When parting, the aunt suddenly turned around and roared again: "The little girl remember to give us a refund fee and a cloud fee!" Otherwise, complain about you! ”

An aunt next to her smiled: "Sister Lin is really good at calculating, after such a trip, each of us spent dozens of spirit leaves." ”

Sister Lin said disdainfully: "This is to save some face for that little girl, otherwise I will really complain about her and brush some bad reviews on the Zhaotang of the Cultural Tourism Division, and she will still look for us for money!" ”

"Sister Lin is amazing!"

"Let me tell you, when you go out, you must make a strategy in advance. There are a lot of Qinglu monks in the fantasy realm who are teaching people how to eat, drink and have fun, I also learned from a local Qinglu monk in Rongcheng, people went to Lingxi Ancient Town to play for a day before, and it only took 20 spirit leaves! ”

With the triumphant sound of the aunts gone, the Tianluo Valley returned to the quiet of hundreds of thousands of years. Even the mountain breeze blew the branches and leaves of the trees and became silent.

Only Little Red Riding Hood's sigh reverberated and turned around in the valley for a long time.

is like the sigh in Wang Luo's heart.

If the first few paragraphs of Little Red Riding Hood are like the same book printed privately by her senior sister, which is shocking because of the strong first impression impact, then her lively dialogue with a group of middle-aged and elderly people has really moved the overhead setting of the catastrophe of heaven and earth thousands of years ago to reality.

And if you calm down and think about it, this overhead setting is actually reasonable.

First of all, it explains the weirdness of the Hundred Halls of Lingshan. Why does the immortal spirit mountain hundred halls become cloudy and mist-shrouded, silent and uninhabited?

Because this is the world a thousand years later, all the people of Lingshan have died!

As for why Wang Luo, a monk who built a foundation, was able to sleep for thousands of years without the exhaustion of his yang life, and sat on the spot, that was the credit of the Dingling Palace. As the most prestigious retreat sanctuary in Kyushu, the Spirit Meditation Hall can perfectly shelter the practitioners in the temple, whether it is the arrival of the heavenly calamity outside the temple, or the people in the hall going mad, and of course, the exhaustion of yang life.

Theoretically, hiding in the Dingling Hall can indeed prolong life, but this method is even worse than stealing the heavenly machine, and it is basically robbing the heavenly opportunity...... The weight of the backlash will only outweigh the losses. Therefore, few people have done this in the more than 10,000 years of Lingshan's history.

But this explained Wang Luo's weakness at this time, he was 120,000 sure of his condensation of the Myriad Golden Pill before entering the hall, so when he woke up, he found that his condensation pill had failed...... The sense of unrealistic absurdity of accepting reality and accepting reality is actually no less than the thousand-year-old story of Little Red Riding Hood.

Now it seems that the answer is very simple, not long after he entered the palace, Lingshan or the Kyushu Continent suffered a heavenly catastrophe, and the heavenly way turned into a famine. So his Myriad Golden Pill, which was closely in line with the way of heaven and pointed directly at the ascension, naturally became a tree without roots, and there was no way to knot.

But the preparations made for Ning Dan did not disappear. With the moat of Lingshan, the materials prepared for Wang Luo Ningdan are enough to make some Mahayana monks excited. With these heavenly treasures and the power of the Dingling Palace, it is really not difficult to keep a foundation young tooth fresh for a thousand years.

Wang Luo, as a closed disciple of the first person in the world at that time, already had an extraordinary talent, and Yangshou was not the same as ordinary people.

Not long after, before the girl's second sigh came, Wang Luo roughly sorted out his thoughts in his mind, accepted the reality, and changed the life title of "Only I didn't ascend, so I had to take over as the mountain lord and enjoy a leisurely life" to "Enjoy a lonely life in a different world after a thousand years".

When he was walking in the sea of clouds, he occasionally imagined the picture of flying to the immortal realm a hundred years later and reuniting with his master and sister, but now that his master and sister had encountered a wave of soaring and falling immortals, the two sides could only meet in different worlds......

At this time, no matter how good you are at accepting reality, the pain in your heart is difficult to contain.

On the other side, I saw that the girl also sighed, took off her red hat, squatted down with a tired face, her face buried deep between her knees, although she didn't say a word, but her inner frustration and irritability were overflowing.

Wang Luo watched from a short distance, and only felt that she was more like a lonely person who had lost everything after traveling to a thousand years later.

But the girl did not sink for long, and soon stood up straight, and slapped her palm on her face twice crisply, shaking her spirits.

She took a deep breath and walked towards the corner of Tosendai.

Wang Luo looked down and saw a dilapidated wooden ancestral hall standing in a remote corner of Dengxiantai, with a black-bottomed plaque hanging on the door, and the three words Lingshan Temple were written in gilded characters. The wooden door is half open, and you can vaguely see that there are several tablets neatly enshrined inside.

Little Red Riding Hood came to the door of the ancestral hall in a few steps, and did not enter, but bowed to the tablet behind the door, and said in a low voice: "Shi Yue, disciple of the Outer Mountain Gate, meet the immortal ancestors of Lingshan." ”

Wang Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although the posture of Little Red Riding Hood saluting is casual, the posture of pointing straight up with the thumbs against each other when the hand is arched is the standard outer mountain gate worship posture.

She's a disciple of the Outer Mountain Sect?!

Wang Luo immediately took out the Ascension Record, and silently gave the mountain master's order in his heart.

Outer Mountain Gate

When the pages of the book were turned, several pages of thin paper appeared out of thin air behind the list of Lingshan people on the last page, densely filled with people's names, which was the list of the past dynasties of the Outer Mountain Gate, and there were millions of people...... But as Wang Luo's mind turned, the invalid information on the paper immediately sank, replaced by the only remaining line of text.

Disciple of the Outer Mountain Gate: Shi Yue

There is a mountain worship style, and there is a flying ascension record as evidence, Wang Luo immediately confirmed the identity of the other party.

It is indeed a person from the Outer Mountain Gate, and his surname is Shi, that is the descendant of the Shi family of the Mountain Protection Family, and he belongs to the people in the Outer Mountain Gate.

Judging from her gait and breathing, her cultivation foundation is quite solid, and she should be at the level of building a successful foundation. Considering that she looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old at most, this progress would be a genius for any famous faction.

Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, Lingshan was destroyed, but the descendants of the outer mountain gate grew stronger and stronger...... However, it is also reasonable, civilization must always develop, even if it has experienced the catastrophe of the fall of thousands of immortals, modern people after a thousand years should always be better than the ancients.

Wang Luo thought so, so he considered showing up to say hello to the other party, but he couldn't help but pause as far as he could see.

He hadn't looked carefully before, but at this time he found that the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall were all extremely familiar names.

Song Yijing, Song Yiming, Zhou Fubo, Hu Wanyang...... and then to the next generation of Fuli, Kong Fang, and Bai Cheng. These names confirm what Shi Yue said about the thousand-year-old catastrophe, the fall of ten thousand immortals.

However, in the end, a wooden plaque placed in the corner of the table had two words written on it.

Wang Luo!