"Four Paths...... It seems that the temple on the mountain, in the past 3,000 years, has been visited four times. ”

This "ladder" is full of flesh and blood dry inner walls, which have lost their vitality under the destruction of the same force, and only the deepest things writhing uneasily, with this layer of keratinized "dead skin", constantly stirring.

However, in the eyes of Zhang Qinghe and others, compared with the disgusting mire where meat grows wantonly, and the mountains and rocks that are hideous with eyeballs, this can already be regarded as a "pure land".

"Why don't they follow the path that their predecessors have taken, it should be easy to get up the mountain? ”

At this moment, Guo Sicheng looks like a teacher, Zhang Qinghe looks like a student, in danger, those with weak fists always have to rely on people with big fists.

"Because their goal is not to enter the temple at all, what they want is to raze the mountain, and entering the temple has never been an goal.

It is not necessary to go to the owner of the mountain if he wants to make the mountain fall. ”

But they eventually went again. ”

"That's because when they went up the mountain, they never thought about living. ”

They are walking here, Guo Sicheng strokes the inner wall of this ravine, as if he has fallen into a certain period of the past, so that he has some familiar aura clinging to it, to this day, no one in the back of the mountain dares to come here, but under his protection, the aftermath of the avenue has no effect on Zhang Qinghe.

"This should be left by Pingzi's little apprentice.,That's also a fake seriousness who loves to be more serious.,Look at the rules.,But especially love to sneak into the hook bar.,Once listening to the music and bumped into his teacher.,It's really embarrassing.。 ”

Guo Sicheng smiled.

"But his knife is good, and I can't use this one. ”

At this moment, Zhang Qinghe and the others have climbed from this ravine to the top of the heavy clouds, and they are about to approach the boundary that has not been touched by many Chang'an Juku overhauls, Zhang Qinghe turned his head to look behind him, the meaning of this knife has not been dispersed for a long time, not only has it opened this ladder that seems to run through the boundary between man and god, but also made the deep fog that surrounds the back of the Yin Mountain not catch up for a long time.

There may be beings comparable to peak saints who dare to touch this mold, but the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm makes them unwilling to do this unpleasant thing-

The person of the owner of the sword is much higher than theirs.

More importantly, he has a human heart.

"With a slight body, dare to swing a sword at a mountain, you can be an immortal. ”

Zhang Qinghe was a little emotional.

"Childe said cautiously, the immortals are all curse words for them. ”

A group of people slowly climbed to the top of this shady mountain, and there was nothing on the top of the mountain except for a ruined temple, Guo Sicheng retorted.

"The real immortals and saints, stay in that temple, don't be so supportive, don't be so supportive. ”

The sarcasm in his words was heavy.

"When I was at the bottom of the mountain, I looked at the top of the mountain several times, and I pondered this ruined temple for a long time, but I never thought that this mountain would be like this. ”

Zhang Qinghe sighed a little.

He looked around, the already hideous mountain was abrupt, but it was full of bloody wounds and dull blood scabs, and the remnants of divine consciousness and Taoist rhyme showed who had done this.

The temple was only a narrow hut, covered with abandoned masonry and stones, and a shrine with mottled gold paint could be faintly seen, and the master in it seemed to be smiling ugly, and Zhang Qinghe felt a little uncomfortable just by looking at it—it was too fake.

"It's not quite what you think, right?"

A handsome young man walked out of the house, his body became more and more condensed in the golden crow of Taihaotian, and his original appearance was still a little illusory.

He seems very kind, so that people can't help but have a natural good impression, coupled with his handsome appearance, wearing an ordinary cloth coat, it highlights a clear style of holy ways.

Just looking at his face, he is actually two or three points similar to Li Shaobai.

"I've been watching you for a long time, but by their eyes. ”

Zhang Qinghe put the iron sword across his chest, he opened his spiritual vision and just glanced at it, and his soul surged out like a boiling hot soup, and the chanting sound of Dao Tianyin did not know how long it had been suppressed.

Under the spiritual vision, there was a huge deformed black shadow of indiscernible nature behind the young man in front of him, constantly wriggling, containing himself from humanity, he was just a non-existent illusion projected by this black shadow.

The black shadow Zhang Qinghe didn't want to, let alone see it really, just like an ant who couldn't guess the whole picture of the earth and stone, unlike the understandable projection left by the Emperor Zhongtian on the iron sword, he really faced it upright, and he couldn't avoid it.

"The first saint guards the mediocre son. ”

Zhang Qinghe sank his expression and stared at him solemnly.

"You and I have the same physique, I was a cherisher, if you stop now, I will accept you as a personal heir, and give you Chang'an school.

If you want, Chang'an and even Xiantang are yours. ”

Shou Yongzi looked at this little boy with great interest, although he was arranged by the Li family all the way, but his performance in this game was really amazing.

"Oh, if I'm not mistaken, the Ancestor Saint has a link with the Heavenly Palace Evil Sect in the deal, right?"

"If I return, Nantian will be nothing, since they represent a certain immortal god, then I will actually oppose them, whether to hand you over or not, it is up to them. ”

Shou Yongzi's words were very conceited, but as the only Dao Fruit Immortal Monarch in the Zhongtian Ten Thousand Years, he was really qualified to say this.

"Thank you for your kindness, but what you said, the Li family has already promised, they not only send Chang'an School, send Chang'an, but also send Zhen'an, send Xiantang!

After sending these, they also sent a wife directly to Qinghe, I don't know if Xiansheng is here, whether to send a wife?"

Zhang Qinghe saw that Guo Sicheng's face was calm, and he didn't feel stunned anymore, although he was very flustered in his heart, he still laughed at Shouyongzi.

"It's a pity, it looks like you can't be guests today. ”

Shou Yongzi shook his head regretfully, and he turned his gaze to Guo Sicheng again.

"You pinched it very accurately, and the golden crow was the hottest at noon, and I must enter the main body at this time, so that I can't go wrong, and it's really hard to move you.

I didn't expect that in the past three thousand years, the Li family has produced a character like you that I can't see through. ”

He didn't seem to care about saying his weakness at all, shook his big sleeves, and turned his back into the temple-

There, the white-clothed man sat silently cross-legged with a frown, like a clay sculpture, exactly the same as the saint statue in the shrine.

"Then let Huai Jin entertain you. ”

Xu Huaijin also showed his figure in front of the temple gate, there was no hesitation in his eyes, but his face was no different from Shouyongzi, with hypocritical compassion.

The eyes of this old saint were occupied by the eagerness to survive, and he looked at Zhang Qinghe's eyes with deep hatred, and did not make any unnecessary explanations.

"Today is a good day for the return of the patriarch, and I would like to invite a few people to watch the ceremony. ”