The bright light of the pillar of smoke of Fushou Mountain replaced all other light, shining in from outside the house, and the dust was like the crumbs of the cold moon, slowly falling from the shelves, Yuan Zhen sat on the bench on the east side of the Eight Immortals Table, put his right hand on the table, and quietly felt the pulse of the past in this place. His left hand beat slowly on his lap, and the appearance of his closing immersion seemed to be the sound of heaven when he was chanting in a very low pitch. He sat there for several hours, and the constant flow of time could not wash away the tranquility that shrouded him.

When the mummy of unknown origin, but Yuan Zhen's inexplicable trust, appeared on the top of the shelves like a ghost, this tranquility was not broken, but added a layer of harmony. It was as if you were sitting by the window reading a book on a rainy day in early spring, when a cat suddenly jumped on your lap and stretched out its paws to lick its long fluffy fur.

The mummy's cloth belt was torn in several places, and black blood was oozing out, and it was crouching there and re-tightening the guillotine cloth belt one by one. Seeing Yuan Zhen coming, he proudly stretched out three fingers and shook them, looking arrogant with his head held high. Yuan Zhen smiled, "You and I are also of unknown origin, but I at least know who my surname is." Today, when you kill three people for me to ward off calamity, I should regard you as a brother and brother. Since you have no name and no surname, how about I name you?" The mummy stopped his movements, tilted his head and looked at Yuan Zhen quietly, perhaps it was thinking, how do you know that I have no name and no surname? Yuan Zhen said to herself again: "In this case, you will be surnamed Yuan as your brother." You and I met in the soul sea of the Pure Soul Palace, this place is confused and chaotic, like the past of the two of us, now I want to cut through the chaos, reopen the clear, and get a glimpse of the end, this is like the birth of the Tao. How about I call you Yuan Zhaoyi?"

The mummy listened to him, but he paused for a moment, and then began to arrange the cloth belt on his body again. Yuan Zhen chuckled, then stood up and called: "Zhaoyi, go with your brother to return a favor." Stepping out of the threshold, we headed for Fushou Mountain. Yuan Zhaoyi's figure disappeared like a ghost with him.

"Dad, how big is this world?"

"In this world, it's not big at all, and a heart can fit it!"

"Can my heart hold it?"

"Haha, although the world is small, the world is very big. When you grow up, you will understand when you go to the human world. ”

"Daddy, Daddy, what are you doing?"

"Go to this smaller and smaller world!"

"Brother Wei, where is he going?"

"The protection of the Holy Radiance gradually shattered, and only twenty-seven of the sixty-four states in the world remained. While this world is not small, why don't Brother Cao go with me?"

"Yesterday, I heard the song of Fushou Mountain, although I don't know its meaning, but today I am full of energy, and my foot strength is just right, so I will go together. ”

"Please!"

"What are you pulling Lao Tzu for? Although Lao Tzu is a waste in this life, Lao Tzu's son is going to feel Yuan!"

"Cry, cry fart! If it weren't for the song of Fushou Mountain, the gang of masters in Jueyuan Palace, our son would be able to Jueyuan?"

"Yes, it can't be used for any birds, but Lao Tzu wants to go and see it, and I feel refreshed when I see it. ”

In this night, the pillar of essence smoke in the sky illuminated many glows like fireflies. This brilliance is completely different from the holy light that shelters the world. The glow of the fire descends from the sky and moistens all things, and this glow of fire comes from within, illuminating only the square inch in front of you.

After the temple's halls rushed to Fushou Mountain, these little fireflies that were moistened by the rain of "Heavenly Drum and Red Dragon Song" also slowly converged on Fushou Mountain.

The light emitted by that purple lightning was countless times brighter than those fireflies, and even for tens of thousands of years, the holy light that had been shrouding the head day and night was also taken away. Within a radius of 100 zhang that was irradiated by Pei Daojun's "Humble Fire Induction Chapter", life was extinct. Kui Xiaqing stood a hundred zhang away, and saw that the purple electricity hanging in the air was pressed towards the top of Zang Xunzhen's head, and although the blood gushed at the broken left arm where he disappeared, it did not leak out, he knew that although the master's vitality was greatly damaged, it was temporarily fine. He didn't step forward, but walked away. Pei Hanyang, who was standing not far away and watched with his arms crossed, glanced at him with a slanted face, did not stop him, and said to the people and horses of the halls who had just escaped from the scope of the purple lightning: "I feel that the cultivators of the Yuan Hall will arrive later, you all stay and be a witness." ”

The three halls of the Messenger, the Minister, and the Siji were all envoys who came alone, and they were the least injured in the purple lightning, and they had planned to see the end, so they had no objections. The entire army of the Wei Ze Hall was wiped out, and there was no objection. There were 1 temple envoy, 5 apostles, and 30 priests who came to watch the battle in the ceremonial hall, and only the temple envoy and 2 apostles survived at this time, which can be described as a great injury. The envoy of the hall was extremely curious about the form and content of the special sacrificial rituals of Fushou Mountain, and he was so angry that he went crazy. It's just that the inside and outside are isolated, and the people of Fushou Mountain can come out, but the people from the temples of the gods outside can't enter, even if the blood is so sparse that they can't enter. Only those who have no blood connection to the temple are allowed to enter. It's just that if you have no blood relationship with the temple, you are destined to be unable to cultivate, and it is impossible to have the opportunity to awaken the Yuan Force. This kind of person goes to a place like Fushou Mountain, and only has the life of being treated as cattle and sheep food, so for thousands of years, no one has entered or left Fushou Mountain. Today, when the envoy of this ceremonial hall saw the rituals of almost all the members of Fushou Mountain at such a close distance, he had already been like crazy, where he was willing to go, he just grabbed the young man who was a little embarrassed next to him and shouted: "Wu Shu, you have been to Fushou Mountain, you write me the details of their sacrifice!"

"Hey, how do you always recognize me?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Xi Zhonglu, you may borrow me from the "Yixi Daoji?"

"Yixi Daoji" is not trivial, it can be said to be the core of the palace. For millions of years, there have been many oracles recorded on it, although ordinary people can't understand it, but they know that this Ji is added to the body, and it can be regarded as the inheritance of the oracle hall. This is too important for Wu Shu. What he lacks now is an identity that is recognized by the upper echelons, otherwise, his other identity in the Tide Viewing Pavilion will be exposed sooner or later, bringing disaster to him. The envoy of the Ritual Hall knew that Wu Shu could enter the Fushou Mountain Enchantment, and he must be a person with "no identity", and he thought that Wu Shu could not refuse this temptation. Wu Shu also felt that he did not need to refuse.

"Then there is the envoy of the Lao Dian Temple. ”

"Master Meng, this "Yixi Dao Ji" cannot be borrowed. But it is still possible to bless this child. The envoy of the palace looked helpless, he knew that Meng Qianqing, the envoy of the hall of ceremonies, was indeed a little crazy. Otherwise, he would never have been able to open this mouth, and his tone was so urgent, which was very different from his usual life. If you refuse today, you will be resentful.

"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up!"

The envoy smiled bitterly, and with a stretch of his hands, a scroll radiating a strong aura of holy light unfolded, and the runes on it flickered, flickering and flickering. As the pages of the book flew, a halo of light spread around the oracle's body, rising continuously, and finally formed a circular mark, Xi Zhonglu pointed at it from afar, and the mark entered from Wu Shu's forehead, and a holy light rushed out from the heavenly spirit position, and several runes hovered above his head. Since then, Wu Shu has been blessed with the unique mark of the heirs of the Imperial Palace. As long as he is in the city of Shanzhou, or even among the only twenty-seven states in the world, it is really inconceivable that he has the privilege of being a temple.

Why didn't this ceremonial hall take Wu Shu under his command? Instead, Meng Qianqing wanted to hold the edict hall and give him a famous and worthless descendant saint, what was the purpose? Although Yu Guhuai had many thoughts in his heart, he did not speak.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. Thank you, Your Excellency. Recently, I happened to see some unusual rituals in Fushou Mountain, which is the gift of the inheritance of the sages and saints of Fushou Mountain. When this is the case, I will write it to you carefully. ”

"That's great!"

"Thanks to the love of the two palace envoys, and the admiration of the Jueyuan palace envoys for maintaining my ethnic heritage, the high wind and bright festival, and the palace for avoiding punishment and the palace to make the adults be deceived by the villain, I am willing to contribute the method that anyone can enter and exit the Fushou Mountain enchantment at any time, so as to feast on your colleagues who died here in order to support justice. ”

As soon as Wu Shu's words fell, there was silence around him. For thousands of years, if this method had been preached, this Fushou Mountain would have been extinct long ago. The disgust of people outside the mountain for Fushou Mountain was passed down a few years ago, and no one even knew the reason, but this disgust and the inheritance of Fushou Mountain have one thing in common, that is, it goes deep into the bone marrow, and I don't know where it comes from or where it will return. It seems that it is the instinct of the temples to kill all this place, and it is a matter of course.

There is only one person who thinks otherwise, and he thinks that although the people of Fushou Mountain are special, they are born as human beings, and they should be blessed by the Holy Hui and given the way of God. This person is the son of Liang Shoupan, the shepherd envoy of the palace, Liang Jinglong. "Presumptuous! You are a mortal, dare to talk nonsense?"

"Oh, Lord Apostle of the Pastoral Temple, know that I am talking nonsense?"

Before Liang Jinglong could say more, he suddenly felt stiff all over, and it was difficult to even breathe, let alone speak.

Say. ”

"Zun Jue Yuan Hall makes the life of the adult. There is a family heirloom gem below, and its power structure seems to be the same as that of this Fushou Mountain barrier, and anyone who wears it can enter and exit freely. ”

"Oh, no wonder your Wu family's antique business was booming in the past, it turned out that they were all here to loot! You guys are really hand-eyed!" Wu Shu stiffened his neck, "You didn't say it earlier, you committed a felony, do you know?"

"Take it. ”

"Don't dare to hide it from Master Pei, my lords, this gem is now in Yuan Zhen's hands. ”

"Wu Shu, do you still dare to provoke? If you had said that there was such a way, Master Pei and Master Zang would have hurt their harmony by fighting so far? As for the loss of so many people in each hall? Tsk, Lord Zang's arms were broken, and Lord Pei's soul fire had been consumed by two! The most pitiful thing was the people of Wei Ce Palace, who were served in a pot without saying a word! It was really miserable. I think you're the most scheming, the most hateful!

"Lord Yu Apostle is too worried, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake. When the adults arrest Yuanzhen, it will not be difficult to judge the truth of this matter. ”

The people and horses of each hall suffered heavy losses, and they were poked by Yu Guhuai to the sore spot, but they didn't dare to lose their temper against Jue Yuan Palace, and they were beaten by Wu Shu to lead the disaster to Yuan Zhen, so they were angry, and they all felt that this Yuan Zhen really deserved to die.