A shadow of water walked out of the lake, looked at it respectfully, and said, "Fate is a foregone conclusion." ”

Demon Qi hung his head, its fate seemed to be fixed at this moment, but it was quite unwilling in his heart, and the responsibility on his body made me gasp and gasp, and said: "Grandpa told me that there is always someone who will take us out of here, let me not say it, and when the time comes, it will be presented." This is also a glimmer of vitality that hundreds of ancestors have exchanged for their lives, is it really worth it?"

The water shadow rolled, slowly moving to the edge of the lake, leaving a sentence: "It's worth it, you'll understand later." Hundreds of lives are not in vain. ”

There was no snow on the mountain, but it was as abrupt as a light gray earth, and the sunlight penetrated the skinny rocks, and as the cold receded, the hot wind chased the whirlwind on the top of the mountain, twisting and falling, blowing on the uninhabited mountain surface, revealing mottled bones that melted like snow in the irradiation.

Some have experienced a hundred years, some decades, but the warmth after being refrigerated makes them feel the temperature of home, which is their home, not their home.

The souls of hundreds of corpses, drifting somewhere, will they bless the fate of the remaining spirit cubs? Let them grow up happily?

The whistling wind dissipated faintly, leaving infinite spring light, the grass seeds buried in the ground broke through the ground, and sprouts grew, and there was a gurgling sound of flowing water flowing out of the mountain, slowly forming a waterfall, falling behind the demonic qi, the scattered water droplets smashed on its face, there was a trace of gentleness, this is different from the spring of winter?

Demon Qi took off the pink robe on his body, put it on his shoulders, folded his palms and slapped a handful of water on his face, exhaled slowly, and enjoyed this temperature that was different from winter.

"Is this the spring of the four seasons that the book talks about? The summer is very hot and weak, the autumn is cool and bleak, and the winter is the most familiar to me, wrapped in warm robes, we all gather around the cave to keep warm, and if there is a cold night and wind, we need to light a fire to keep warm. ”

It took a deep breath, and the spirits inside all ran out with smiling faces and dissuading them, feeling this different world.

In the mountains, the purple bewitching boy woke up in a haze, the mark on his left arm suddenly brightened, and the blowing narcissus flew out tremblingly, shouting at him: "There is no water here for a long time, there will be a spring rushing out soon, take away the things here." ”

As soon as it finished speaking, it turned into a mark and flew back to Li Shuishan's left arm, there was no chill here, he gently raised the middle finger of his left hand, and the amazing cold revealed, as if to destroy the mountain in front of him, his face turned pale, and he found that the aura of the dantian disappeared by a small half.

This cold finger only needs one thought from him to cast, if it is expanded, the spiritual power in his dantian is afraid that it is not enough, this technique can be used as his hidden technique to save his life.

Under the light that had just disappeared, a well appeared, bubbling with spring water, gushing upwards, and it seemed to fill the empty mountain, he put away his middle finger, hurriedly recalled the peachwood sword, put the fan in the storage bag, and got up and flew up the mountain.

At the moment of rushing out of the hole, a large wave erupted from the well, and in this first wave, squeezing the spiritual energy, smashed into Li Shuishan's chest, making him deviate in the direction of the hole.

After the violent impact, the spring water flowed backwards, and Li Shuishan was pulled into the well.

The moment he came out of the water, he opened his mouth and sucked it

sighed, opened his eyes slightly in the water, the first thing that entered his eyes was a smooth stone slab, and a small fish swimming, dragging a small red lantern above his head, and the second thing he saw was a huge shell, after opening his mouth, he spit out a few pearls and fell aside, illuminating the original dark bottom of the water.

After a while, Li Shuishan could open his eyes and take a look at the outside world, but after a while, the flow stopped, he stood firm, and saw a few blisters as big as his head, he remembered something, and hurriedly swam over.

Generally speaking, monks can hold their breath in the water, and they can maintain it for about half an hour by relying on the aura, and as the realm rises, when they reach the state of mind, the mountain they find can provide a steady stream of air and aura.

The formation of the blisters is very strange, and the snake-like aquatic plants sandwiched between the stones writhe, their thin flakes have three black marks on their bodies, and every once in a while they slide down from the top, and when they reach the bottom, they spit out finger-sized blisters.

Each small bubble just stops a few inches away from the aquatic weed, waiting for the blister to spit out again below, and then immediately swallows each other and turns into a larger bubble, but as the two merge, they merge with more qi, and the higher the height is from the root of the aquatic weed.

After about ten times of this, the blisters that fused together became the size of a human head.

Li Shuishan held his breath and observed for a while, then saw that an old turtle hurriedly probed into a bubble, raised his head and took it away.

Li Shuishan poked his head into it, exhaled softly, the air in the bubble was no different from outside, but he could only insist on swimming five or six feet away, it seemed that this thing was too small.

"If I hold my breath, I can last half an hour, and it's enough for me to swim back. He looked up at the wellhead where he had just fallen, and there was no barrier to the moment he had just fallen, but the scene inside reminded him of something.

It's kind of like the old madman taking him on a path to find the ninner, but it's not.

Li Shuishan's head got into a blister, exhaled hard, and swam in the direction in front of him, although there were glowing pearls on both sides as a guide, but at night he could only see the distance in front of him.

He put his feet on a stone covered with seaweed, and saw a huge skeleton in the light of the pearl, and as he swam closer, he saw a head half the size of a mountain, which was a bit like a man, but with gills and chains around his head, as if he was imprisoned here, dead and waiting to die.

The second half of the bones was exactly what the fish looked like, the scales were covered in the mud and sand, and a little bit of water would reduce the traces on it, and there would be a hint of white light, which stimulated Li Shuishan's eyes, and he raised his palm to open the source of the bright light.

This scale is the size of a man's chest, and when it is completely exposed, it illuminates a range of several zhang, attracting a lot of fish, Li Shuishan sighed in his heart: "How did it die? A well was suppressed under Hangu Mountain, so where did this monster come from?"

After wandering around the bones for a while, he found nothing, sighed, and stopped going inside, swimming back.

When he jumped out of the well, the mountain was flooded with a normal vacancy, and it jumped up lightly, and flew to the top of the mountain, where the mountain had long since faded to white, leaving green and black.

The black and gray earth, and the green plants

Causing a laugh from below, what a clean sound, Li Shuishan smiled slightly, was a little touched, sat down cross-legged, turned his back to the remnant sun, and muttered: "Find this place, since this mountain is destined for me, and I am being hunted down by heaven's will, the person who helps me is my friend." I don't know if this friend, are you the consciousness of the mountains and the sea, or the consciousness of the earth?"

"I remember it. It bent over with its fists clenched, deliberately lowering its wrists, telling the presence of help to him.

Counting the days, two or three days have passed, but I don't know what he thinks is right, at this time, the old man with the long beard flew over with a burden, and he didn't leave for a long time, so Li Shuishan snorted intentionally: "Don't leave yet?"

"Just go, go. ”

There was a little nostalgia in his eyes, look at this and look at that, it seemed that there was something to be relieved, the Adam's apple surged, and he swallowed his saliva slowly and said, "Hey, I tell you something." ”

"What is it?" asked Li Shuishan quietly.

"I've lived here for so long, this mountain is unusual, there's a cold sword broken here, I haven't found it yet, you have to be careful, this thing will play tricks on you and make you uneasy. ”

"Oh?

He said again: "My cave is left to you, use the fan I gave you to shoot it vertically on the ground, you can find it, I dug it hard, and the things in it are relatively complete, cherish it." In the future, I will come back if I feel homesick. ”

"Also, the group of cubs down the hill will take care of me, and I'll leave it to you..... By the way, looking for mountains is like patrolling mountains, you need to meditate to get the recognition of the mountain, after I leave, there will be no mountain gods, it can be said that it is extremely simple, it can be completed in a few days, this mountain is very good, don't ......"

Li Shuishan coughed and said, "Are you leaving?"

The bearded old man walked back step by step, reluctant to give up, it looked really distressing, he looked down at the spirit below a few more times, and went straight into the distance, as if he would never come back.

A line of old tears flowed out of his eyes, these hundred years of tears, they are so sour, "Lao Tzu is reluctant!"

When he disappeared, Li Shuishan calmed down, pondered for a long time, glanced around, didn't see anything unusual, and gradually closed his eyes.

"This mountain has been found, I should feel calmly from the induction of this mountain, the mountain god has gone, the mountain soul is still there, I don't know if you can accept my respect?"

From the day of birth, the soul of the mountain follows the life and death of the mountain, the mountain is born, and the mountain dies.

The mountain god is part of the soul of the person who seeks the mountain, and it may also be that the wandering soul is attracted, but Hangu Mountain is obviously the second kind, which is the magic weapon refined by the predecessors, it is impossible to use it as a mountain of the earth, and the predecessors died, this mountain fell, with the passing of the years, the washing of the sun and the moon, and the achievement of this ancient mountain of vicissitudes.

This mountain has the power of ancient monks and the power of time, so that Li Shuishan has a feeling of standing tall and holding his head high when he sits on it.

It didn't know what the mountain soul was like, and it didn't know how it would come into contact with him, but stepping into the state of mind was something he had to do in front of him, and it was difficult to enter the mountain, so it tested his concentration and fate.

He is not short of fate, but whether this fate is true or false needs to be investigated.