How can the past be smoked with clouds (II)

In the clouds and mist, the mountains are full of red lanterns.

The autumn rain is dripping, the children are naturally happy, waiting for the rain to pass, the water in the creek rises and falls, and there will be a lot of small fish or loaches left on the pebbles by the river, you only need to carry a wooden bucket, you can go to the river bank to pick up a small half bucket.

But this rain made the people a little annoyed.

The ripe rice was covered in the field, and the fruit from the fruit trees that was ready to be dried fell straight down. This year's winter grain is less than half.

They are backed by a mountain, which the villagers call Persimmon Mountain.

They can go to the front mountain, the front mountain is full of persimmons, in autumn, the mountain is full of red, as if the big family is ready to do a happy event, hang a lantern on the top of the mountain. They went to the mountains to pick persimmons, which were then dried into persimmon cakes. It's the best snack at your leisure.

As for the back mountain, the living people have not been there. Those who went to the back mountains did not return.

No matter where the people go, there is a better way, plus some terrifying rumors that have been passed down from generation to generation. Over time, no one wants to go to the back mountain.

Four people and a cat came to the foot of the persimmon mountain, and Xu Changan used some broken silver to have a beautiful meal at the villager's house. Although it is not very luxurious, the aroma of bacon, the deliciousness of the fish, and the laughter of the villagers laughing with each other. Xu Changan couldn't help but think of the days in Weicheng, the bacon in the alleys of Chang'an.

The four men and one cat did not tell the villagers their destination, and when the dogs in the village began to squint and the frogs in the rice fields were heard one after another, the four men and one cat quietly went out.

A few sensitively sensible dogs found the four of them, and before they could make a sound, Xiaobai's eyes narrowed, and the dog whimpered twice, and continued to lie on its stomach.

Ji Qiuyang led everyone to climb Persimmon Mountain and walked directly towards the back mountain.

Persimmon Mountain, behind which is a red maple forest, has another name in the mouth of the cultivation world.

Holy.

"Why don't you just go over to Edgeworth?"

Xu Changan asked, and Ji Qiuyang, who was walking in front, paused, stopped, glanced at Zheng Dayan, and asked him to explain a thing or two.

Zheng Dayan had a bitter face all the way over, if it was in the past, he would have divined before doing something to determine the good luck. But if these things are related to Xu Changan, he will not be able to divination. And if he forcibly divination, he will not be able to bear the backlash.

The higher the cultivation, the more refined the divination technique, and the greater the backlash.

If Li Daoyi is here, his precious apprentice will vomit a few mouthfuls of blood at most, and if he lies down for a few months or his hair is a few points whiter, he can also calculate some clues. But if he forcibly divined things related to Xu Chang'an, he was afraid that he would either die or be disabled.

Zheng Dayan thought like this, after all, if you damage your apprentice, you won't damage your master, this is the purpose of their Tianji Pavilion, Ji Qiuyang went to find trouble, didn't those old guys just throw themselves out!

The more I think about it, the more I regret it, why didn't I catch the two little nephews and the like when I came out, otherwise I wouldn't be so distressed now.

"Big-chested Dao Chief, speak!"

Seeing Zheng Dajun's crying face, Xu Changan reminded with a smile.

Zheng Dayan sighed softly and hugged the little white cat lying on top of his head.

"In this village, there must be the eyeliner of the Holy Mountain, and even many of them are descendants of the disciples of the Holy Mountain. None of them cultivated, but they listened extremely to the words of the elders in the holy mountain. Of course, most people are unaware of the existence of the Holy Mountain. And the Holy Mountain puts them here, which is a natural one

The barrier is better than any formation. ”

Xu Changan and Jian Wudaunt both frowned, puzzled.

"Why is that?"

Zheng Dayan looked at the calm village below and said, "The Holy Mountain will attack Shu Mountain once every few decades, but the Righteous Dao has never attacked the Holy Mountain or other Demon Dao Sects, do you know why?"

Xu Changan shook his head.

"In terms of strength, both sides are about the same, sometimes the Demon Dao is stronger, and sometimes the Righteous Dao is stronger. When the demon path is strong, it can break through Shu Mountain and hit the door of this Lingyin Temple. But when the righteous path is strong, the demon path only needs to hide in the mountains, and the righteous path has no way. ”

Xu Changan followed Zheng Dayan's eyes and saw the foot of the mountain, sighed, he understood.

The villagers under this mountain are the best barriers, better than any powerful formation.

"Senior Ji walked through this village and told them a truth. ”

Xu Changan's face was a little nervous, and he didn't want to hear that answer.

"We don't care about the villagers they put at the foot of the mountain. ”

When Xu Changan heard this, his heart tightened.

"There are people in the village who know that we are cultivators, and the old village chief has also intervened to stop us, but you two little brothers don't know. ”

Zheng Dayan smiled and glanced at the two of them proudly.

"I secretly made a few moves with the old village chief, he is just a grandmaster. At this point, the news of our ascent to the mountain should have gotten in. ”

"Since you are here for revenge, you can't be influenced by any factors. ”

Ji Qiuyang turned his head, a cold glint in his eyes.

......

Turning over the mountain, although it was night, the mountain was red, as if it was stained with blood.

"Seniors are coming, please come with me. ”

A voice sounded, and then four or five figures fell in front of him. Xu Changan saw it clearly, and the leader was the old village chief in the village.

With Ji Qiuyang here, they don't have to worry about safety at all.

The group walked into the cave, and the sound of dripping water came from time to time in the cave, and the cave was dark and cold, with turquoise flames burning on both sides.

This was Xu Changan's first visit to this holy mountain, and it was dark and damp, reminding him of the rats in prison.

It didn't take long to come to the main hall.

There are only three chairs in the main hall, one dark gold chair at the top, and the remaining two chairs, one on the left and one on the right.

There were four people standing in the main hall, two old acquaintances.

The young man in white is still the same, but his face is even paler, he is now the Holy Son Qing Jiu, and the other Holy Son is also there, he is wearing a black robe, holding a knife, and his face is cold.

There are a lot more torches in the main hall, and the fire is even worse, which can make people feel even colder.

In addition to the two Sons, there were only two left.

Both of them wore masks, and when they saw Ji Qiuyang, they bowed respectfully.

"I just heard that Senior Ji escaped from the fence, I didn't expect to be able to meet my predecessor so soon!" Ji Qiuyang glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "The Holy Hall is still moving fast, so quickly it sent a lower realm to open the heavens, and a great grandmaster came over." ”

"When the seniors arrived, how could they not be concerned. "The one who spoke was a lower realm opener, and he was quite respectful to Ji Qiuyang.

"Then do you know my intention?" Ji Qiuyang's face remained unchanged, and he said slowly.

The Lower Realm Open Heaven from the Templar smiled awkwardly and shook his head.

"Please also ask the seniors to signal ......"

"Hanshan Temple!"

This Open Heaven Realm's face changed, and when he came out of the Holy Hall, he had been explained many times, and he treated this senior carefully. Ji Qiuyang was originally difficult to distinguish between good and evil, he could have the power of the Horizontal Plane Demon Dao, and he could also step on the righteous mountain gate. Not only can you sincerely worship the Buddha, but you can also become close friends with people in the Demon Dao.

There were people in the temple who knew in their hearts that as long as they provoked this senior, he would never come to the door for the so-called righteousness. Of course, this must be established under the condition that the Demon Dao cultivation does not carry out large-scale slaughter.

There is only one thing, and that is Hanshan Temple.

The old host of Hanshan Temple and Ji Qiuyang are old friends, and Ji Qiuyang disappeared inexplicably, and the world was in chaos. Now the heir of the Templar Elder, passing through Hanshan Temple, this bloody case was left behind.

This is a misunderstanding. ”

A voice sounded, and then four or five figures fell in front of him. Xu Changan saw it clearly, and the leader was the old village chief in the village.

With Ji Qiuyang here, they don't have to worry about safety at all.

The group walked into the cave, and the sound of dripping water came from time to time in the cave, and the cave was dark and cold, with turquoise flames burning on both sides.

This was Xu Changan's first visit to this holy mountain, and it was dark and damp, reminding him of the rats in prison.

It didn't take long to come to the main hall.

There are only three chairs in the main hall, one dark gold chair at the top, and the remaining two chairs, one on the left and one on the right.

There were four people standing in the main hall, two old acquaintances.

The young man in white is still the same, but his face is even paler, he is now the Holy Son Qing Jiu, and the other Holy Son is also there, he is wearing a black robe, holding a knife, and his face is cold.

There are a lot more torches in the main hall, and the fire is even worse, which can make people feel even colder.

In addition to the two Sons, there were only two left.

Both of them wore masks, and when they saw Ji Qiuyang, they bowed respectfully.

"I just heard that Senior Ji escaped from the fence, I didn't expect to be able to meet my predecessor so soon!" Ji Qiuyang glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "The Holy Hall is still moving fast, so quickly it sent a lower realm to open the heavens, and a great grandmaster came over." ”

"When the seniors arrived, how could they not be concerned. "The one who spoke was a lower realm opener, and he was quite respectful to Ji Qiuyang.

"Then do you know my intention?" Ji Qiuyang's face remained unchanged, and he said slowly.

The Lower Realm Open Heaven from the Templar smiled awkwardly and shook his head.

"Please also ask the seniors to signal ......"

"Hanshan Temple!"

This Open Heaven Realm's face changed, and when he came out of the Holy Hall, he had been explained many times, and he treated this senior carefully. Ji Qiuyang was originally difficult to distinguish between good and evil, he could have the power of the Horizontal Plane Demon Dao, and he could also step on the righteous mountain gate. Not only can you sincerely worship the Buddha, but you can also become close friends with people in the Demon Dao.

There were people in the temple who knew in their hearts that as long as they provoked this senior, he would never come to the door for the so-called righteousness. Of course, this must be established under the condition that the Demon Dao cultivation does not carry out large-scale slaughter.

There is only one thing, and that is Hanshan Temple.

The old host of Hanshan Temple and Ji Qiuyang are old friends, and Ji Qiuyang disappeared inexplicably, and the world was in chaos. Now the heir of the Templar Elder, passing through Hanshan Temple, this bloody case was left behind.

This is a misunderstanding. ”

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