Chapter Thirty-Eight
Everyone was in good spirits, and the story of the little monk came again.
The matter of the third son was invariably ignored.
This experience is so bizarre that even I can't tell the truth from the fake, so you should laugh at it as a country gossip.
Speaking of Canger City, even Nanhuang knows the name of the Hai family.
The Cang Yi Hai family was once the lord of a country, and also had a distant relationship with the Li family in Great Xia, and was later merged into Great Xia, sitting on the border for many years, which can be described as a hero.
The head of the Hai family has an old relationship with the family teacher, and the little monk visited with a letter, and was introduced as a guest by his old man, telling me about the terroir of the Southern Wilderness Buddha Land and what he had seen and heard along the way.
The little monk settled down in Canger City for a while.
There are many celebrities and gentlemen on the guest table of the city lord, one of whom is called Mr. Nansheng, who has a wind and snow piano in one hand, and the little monk has the honor to listen to it once, which is really amazing.
In the ancient capital of Canger, there are also celebrities and guests everywhere. There is a scholar who is called Ning everyone, and his ink treasure is called Huayue Body, which is ethereal and elegant, and it is really wonderful.
One day, the city lord was furious, and after inquiring, he learned that there were constantly people missing in the city, and the guards couldn't hold it down, so the city lord knew.
As a result, the news spread throughout the city, and people gradually became a little panicked. The Hai family dispatched heavy troops to inspect, but there was no result, but several more corpses with tragic shapes were found, which caused even more panic.
One day, the little monk met Mr. Nan Sheng, and he suddenly asked me if I would like to be his piano boy for the time being, and help him investigate the matter.
The little monk had hoped that he could do his best for this matter, so he agreed.
Mr. Nan Sheng was unfathomable, and after searching in Canger City for a few days, he found a lot of finds, and also found several undiscovered corpses. The method of sitting and watching Chiba of the little monk can be regarded as having played a role.
After a few days, Mr. Nansheng looked at the western sky and sighed, "It's time." ”
He took the little monk with the wind and snow piano, and did not bring an escort, so he came to the spiritual valley outside the city, shuttled through the valley for a while, seemed to have cracked an extremely complex formation, and finally came to a cave.
In the wilderness cave, there are exquisite mahogany tables and chairs and a few teas. And sitting on it is the Ning family.
The gentleman sighed, "You guys turned it out so early." ”
Ning shook his head and sneered: "Didn't you also fall early." ”
The gentleman said: "It turned out that Zhu came in person, and the time has not yet come, and your strength is limited, so you are not afraid of encountering this real person in the mortal world and losing your life?"
Ning said: "Mortals have long been the day to bow down to you, and you are not afraid of folding your noble wings when you are inside the door like this?"
The gentleman said: "It seems that you and I don't need to say much. ”
Everyone nodded and said, "When light and darkness meet, you always have to live or die." ”
With that, Mr. plucked the strings, and a rhythm sounded.
With a wave of the paintbrush in Ning's hand, there were colors flowing into the air.
The little monk only felt dizzy, and for a while, the narrow cave turned into a vast sky. Between the two of them, there was even more ice and fire, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and even throwing out mountains and fighting against the tide.
In a trance, I don't know how long it took, the little monk suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the cold rock wall, with no one else in sight, how could there be those unbelievable pictures?
This must have been an illusion, otherwise the valley would have been razed to the ground. Or maybe this is simply a dream of the little monk, but where did this dream begin?
Back in Canger, the events of the past few days were not a dream, Mr. and Ning had lost their traces, the terrible murder had stopped, and the guards had found some wicked people and ruled that they were murderers.
This is the end of the third story of the little monk. During the period, it is true and false, like a dream, and please don't study it deeply.
There was silence.
After a long time, everyone sighed one after another.
"Since it is the story of the little master, it must also be a personal experience. Chen Ming frowned and pondered, "But this matter is indeed too outrageous, even if it is a real person, there must not be such a magical power as moving mountains and reclamation." ”
Jin Chenkong smiled slightly: "In ancient books, there are no similar legends. The catastrophe is coming, and the immortals and demons are fighting. ”
Jin Zhen shook his head and said: "Ancient myths, how can they be taken seriously? The thousand-year-old wars are all about good and evil, good and evil, written by the ordinary people of the righteous path and the devil's way, and who has ever seen the shadow of the so-called immortal gods?"
Lin Yi secretly felt funny in his heart, in his opinion, this world of dome annihilation was already a high demon world full of strange lights and monsters, and these people still didn't believe in ghosts and gods. If you know Bai Wuchang's set of things, I'm afraid you don't want to scream and dream and slap yourself in the mouth.
The pillar of the underworld is falling, Yama is stabbed, even if it is an immortal demon, there is nothing impossible.
Zhou Jing frowned and pondered: "Perhaps, it is the envoy from the Six Great Holy Gates, and the demons of the Black Abyss Demon Sect? After all, there are almost immortals in the Holy Gate, and such an unbelievable illusion is not impossible." The struggle between the Holy Gate and the Black Abyss is far from being known to us. ”
"The little monk is also worried about this story, which will cause too much trouble to you, please don't worry too much. Relieved smile said: "The understanding of the wild news, my generation does not know, and focusing on the front is the right way." Now is the world of heroes, and in the future, I look forward to hearing your great names. ”
Outside the window, the night was dark.
Lin Yi let out a long sigh.
But an hour's clear talk, so short, and so long.
He felt a little dizzy.
There's so much stuff in my head.
The world has also become a little bigger and more real. Once this world was just a system, a task, a soul list, some souls, and at most a femme fatale who liked to point fingers.
Nowadays, there are rivers and lakes, there are cultivation, there are approaching shadows, and there are outstanding characters.
"Beep!"
A clear sound was heard in the distance.
The night breeze is coming.
That guy is flying in the sky, so he's having a good time.
He stood in front of the fence of the corridor, looking at the mountains and meadows bathed in silver light in the distance by the starlight.
Hundreds of meters in the air, among the black rock cliffs, between the clouds.
It was a perspective that I had never seen on Earth, so vast, so magnificent.
He felt a little better.
"Tick. The system boots. ”
In front of me, there was a lingering light blue cold mist.
Focus on what's in front of you.
The battles in the rivers and lakes, the fighting of the righteous and demons, and even the cultivation of the truth and seeking the Tao, before this catastrophe of life and death, are meaningless.
Following the faint chill, he walked along the narrow corridor between the cliffs. Occasionally, there were night guards on duty in the night, and they only greeted him slightly.
With such a rare building as the Heavy Refining Villa, it is normal for newcomers to look around, not to mention that he is barely a distinguished guest.
Of course, the furnace that the old man jumped into was located in the core forbidden place of the villa, and it was probably not easy to enter.
Occasionally, there is a wooden hanging promenade, and the gap between the planks beneath your feet reveals a meadow sprinkled with starlight hundreds of meters underneath, making people dizzy. Walking through the steps without handrails and walls, a gust of wind may be able to kill you.
Walk up to the second floor, the third floor, until you reach the highest point of the villa, inside a heavy iron gate, cold smoke overflows.
He held up a hand.
"Beep!"
There was a chirp in the night sky, and then the peacock's claws grabbed his arm.
The flapping of the wings brought a cool breeze and a pain in the arm, which was not a pleasant experience, but it slowly left the ground.
When will this guy be big enough to ride?
The furnace needs to emit smoke and bring in fresh air, so it won't be in a secret room. The core furnace of the Heavy Refining Villa is of course separated by layers of iron doors, and it is always open air directly above.
It has been flying for dozens of meters, and the cliff in front of me has finally come to an end, and within the rows of dark mountain rocks, there is a natural deep valley.