Shenhua Mountain.

The fountain moon spring hangs down the wall, the pine crane is in the building, from the bottom of the mountain to look at the fairy mountain steep and towering, the Qionglou Yuyu white snow god pine waterfall is thousands, the thunderstorm flies half of the belly, the sun is at its top.

"It's a fairy land, it's worth the trip. ”

The young man in brocade clothes looked arrogant and domineering, at such an age it was the stage of dumb voice with vocal cords, there were more than a dozen eunuchs flattering and flattering beside him, and the sycophants kept changing tricks to make the young man happy, and there was a team of hundreds of people not far away, the young palace maid in the luxurious carriage and the mighty guards, and the team headed towards Huashan.

Twenty years have passed since the founding of the country, and Jiang Mian, the ancestor of the Yan Empire, died four years ago.

During Jiang Mian's reign, he climbed Shenhua Mountain several times to seal Zen, in order to show that he was governed by the mandate of heaven, to tell the peace in the sky, to repay the merits of the gods, and to demonstrate the orthodoxy of the Jiang family.

The emperor who immediately fights the world has a good physique, and he has nothing to do when he goes out to play and climb the mountains.

The second generation of emperors prefer to stay in the palace and enjoy the fun of the world, but the first emperor has gone to Shenhua Mountain several times to seal the Zen, and if he doesn't go, he will not be recognized by heaven and earth as unorthodox, and he is too tired to go in person.

It is a major event to seal the Zen sacrifice to heaven and earth, and whoever goes will be able to climb the Ninth Five-Year Plan in the future, so there are many stumbling stumbles on each other and stabbing each other in the back, and the prince who gets the opportunity is happy to go.

I have to say that Yan II has a good brain, and a single order made his sons rush to climb the mountain.

The royal team arrived at Shenhua Mountain in front of the tall mountain gate at the foot of the mountain, and there were senior disciples of the Pure Yang Palace who were responsible for receiving and guiding the way.

The team began to climb the mountain.

The palace maids and eunuchs were out of breath and did not dare to shout bitterness, and the guards were not afraid of hard work all year round.

"Good scenery~ The Chang'an poet really didn't lie~"

The prince looked at the beautiful scenery of the green mountains and spiritual water, the fairy crane and the spirit monkey are not afraid of the living, the beautiful scenery does not feel any fatigue at all, and the exquisite rattan chair is really interesting to climb the mountain.

Several strong men took turns to carry the rattan chair to climb, and the prince was really not tired.

The prince and the officials did not notice that the few guards and palace maids in the team rarely spoke......

The Chunyang Palace on the mountain has already prepared for the sealing of Zen, the quaint altar on the cliff side is sprinkled and cleaned, and the disciples under the door are not allowed to conflict with the royal family, the hot-tempered Jin Xuan is forging tools in his own crater, and the cold-faced Zixu who likes to communicate with the sword is not responsible for receiving visitors, this kind of thing has always been the work of the Yuxu Palace.

Lingxu Alchemy Pharmaceutical, often frying the furnace is dusty and dirty, and it is not suitable for seeing customers.

Clear the void...... Forget it, everyone in Qingxu is very busy.

Tai Chi Square is very lively, young disciples drill around to see what the emperor's son looks like, and the senior brothers and sisters are busy running to catch the children......

The pavilion of the Pure Yang Palace is different from the luxury and dignity of the palace, and it has a transcendent immortal atmosphere, which is very comfortable.

The one who received the prince was an elder of the Jade Void Palace, and the two sides got along happily.

......

Late at night.

Five dark shadows left the room and disappeared into the night.

Because of the many disciples and energetic young dolls running around, the living area does not try to fight, and I believe that no one dares to make trouble in the Pure Yang Palace, not to mention the elders of the Yuan Infant Period and the Taishang Elders of the Transformation Period, there are a lot of real people, no one dares to plot misdeeds on the mountain, but there is no absolute exception in the world.

Five dark shadows scrept silently through the moonlit building shadows, almost melting into darkness.

Soon came to the edge of the guest room living area, the five of them paused, and further on, there may be magic circles and masters everywhere, although there is a way to shield the breath, but once the slightest movement is made, everything will be wasted, and you have to be cautious.

One of them took out a small jade bottle, pulled the stopper, and crawled out a small moth that flashed red.

Reciting the incantation softly, the moth flew forward and seemed to be drunk, and the five of them hurriedly followed, learning from the moth to turn around and not daring to deviate from it......

Twisted and turned to the edge of the cliff and jumped down without hesitation!

He didn't dare to fly with spells or talismans, his hands and feet clasped the gaps in the mountain stream like geckos moving flexibly on the cliff wall, and he kept following the little moth, and when he passed by a waterfall, because the rocks were covered with moss and slippery, someone did not catch and fell into the deep valley.

If you were someone else, you would have yelled for help when you fell off the cliff, but that person didn't say a word and let himself fall to his death......

The four of them continued to move forward, following the moths around the mystical magic circles that could not be seen by the naked eye, the mountain wind was cold, and one person was damaged, and the remaining four people were extra careful.

Rounding a cliff, an ancient stone tower appears in front of you.

The dim and deep stream of moonlight can not shine down, the dark is as black as ink, the stone tower has a magic circle circling, countless flying swords are like flowing water, and the dragon rotates around the tower body, and there is a green lotus on the top of the tower that emits fluorescence, which is very similar to the lotus flower that Bai Yujun was suppressed in Daming Palace.

The moth was still approaching the stone tower, and then the four of them saw a flash of sword light, and the moth turned into pieces and sprinkled down.

"Let's get started. ”

Three of them drew daggers and plunged them into the heart......

The two senior disciples who were in charge of guarding the stone pagoda found out that the intruder did not shout nonsense and immediately drew their swords, but they couldn't stop the inexplicable man in black at all, and the black qi released by the other party was extremely terrifying, so they had to send out a warning signal and activate the magic circle!

It didn't take long for a large array of sword light to illuminate the deep stream canyon!

The nearby mountain patrol disciples quickly flew towards the valley, and even the Supreme Elder flew to the place where the stone tower was, and several huge palace lamps rose in the sky, emitting light to illuminate the sacred mountain.

"Someone has infiltrated the stone tower!"

A loud roar spread throughout the sect.

Purple Void Peak, Gan Wu went out expressionlessly, and disappeared in place in an instant when he raised his legs and walked......

When Gan Wu arrived at the bottom of the valley, the stone pagoda was surrounded by the disciples of the mountain patrol, the door of the tower was wide open, and there were four strange corpses on the ground, one of which fell in front of the door, and the other three were shriveled as if they had been drained of blood.

An evil cultivator high-level magic weapon who escaped from the tower, Ghost Flute, flew around trying to escape, and Gan Wu glanced at it.

The magic weapon ghost flute that was scurrying around was cut into two pieces by the sword qi.

Walking into the tower, the interior was empty and bright as day, and the dense lattices were connected in a string and flew in a certain loop, there were too many of them, and Gan Wu soon noticed that one of the boxes was open.

It stores the magic weapons brought back by Shizun and Uncle Yu many years ago, and he and Senior Sister Bai were also there at the beginning, because many people died because of this thing.

"Finally can't help it?"

Gan Wu sneered.

When the terrible magic weapon was brought back and sealed in Shenhua Mountain, for hundreds of years, the demon gate or the monster never dared to approach, and I didn't expect to be released by a few low-level cultivators in the end, the monster has always disdained foreign objects, and there is only one possibility to steal the magic weapon at the risk of paying the price, and they began to lose confidence in themselves.

Walking out of the stone tower, the heavy stone door rumbled and closed, and the gap flickered and sealed again.

Passing by the corpse, he said coldly.

"Clean up the corpse and continue patrolling the mountain. ”

"Yes!"

The disciples confirmed that the seal was intact, grabbed the four corpses and disappeared into streamers.

Gan Wu despised those monsters and demon cultivators very much.

"Cultivation and fighting still rely on things, it's really wasteful. ”

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