The cold here can be said to be invasive, but Li Shuishan's appearance of enjoyment has aroused the strange eyes of the white-bearded old man, to be honest, he has come into contact with a lot of monks, those people are all strong and powerful, and the momentum is amazing, although this young man is full of demonic and unpredictable mystery, but it is not enough to make his face tremble.

"I entered this place by chance, walked through the desert, blew the cold wind of the pavilion, saw the two heavens of ice and fire, and just wondered if this mountain was really mysterious?"

The white-bearded old man snorted and laughed, he couldn't tell what bad things about this young man in his heart, but he finally said: "Boy, remember to make a draft in your heart when you speak, what is mysterious? This desert covers this mountain, how can you see this Hangu Mountain? Then the bunch of little elves below saw that the legs of outsiders were shaking, and let you go up the mountain." ”

Li Shuishan brushed his sleeves and said: "When they see me, they seem to worship me very much." If you let them see them, they can still resonate with heaven and earth, I think you are like this mountain god, logically speaking, you want to benefit one party, regardless of them under the mountain?"

The long-bearded old man frowned and raised half of his face, and after a louder snort, he rolled up his white robe and said, "Anyway, how can you not care." However, I have my own ideas, and the promises that their ancestors made to me, and if I am in charge, it is only in the event of life and death. Besides, the aura in my body is unstable, and my cultivation has long since degenerated, but I will also return to the West in a hundred years. ”

Li Shuishan regretted: "It's a pity. After so many years, it's amazing that you've been alive until now. Dare to ask what kind of realm is Grandpa Mountain God?"

"When I was at my peak, the Dao Transformation Realm was Great Perfection, and now I am in the middle and late stages of the Mind Realm, if I strive to destroy my divine body, I can fight in the early stage of the Dao Transformation Realm, but it is only half an hour. Then I will dissipate with the wind. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were full of pride, and at that time, a white-robed middle-aged shadow seemed to be considered a great power, and countless young monks in the mood knelt down under his knees, shouting in the distance, God.

This sentence echoed in his mind, at this time really came true, few people can start and finish well, he can be regarded as having a good ending, as his eyes dimmed, he thought of the battle.

On that day, the heavens and the earth were dark, the earth was not round, the sky was not square, the spring was cut off, his body was pinched and exploded, and only his soul was left to flee, and a few months later, he turned into a wandering spirit, devouring aimless wandering around to find his way home.

But no, there are only cities of death, countless seawater churning, and the strong people who follow him have exploded themselves, blatantly seeking death, I don't know why, this memory always returns to his mind, which is like a curse, constantly compressing the space of his spiritual existence.

Becoming a mountain god, giving him a chance, but also obliterating the soul that wandered with him, died too much, and it was like a soul-hypnotic sound hitting his ear drums, and now the ups and downs he experienced are a book of his life, he still wants to hand it to his juniors to take a look, show off his glory, and ponder his troughs.

Li Shuishan quietly looked at the appearance of the long-bearded old man, waited for his eyes to turn, blinked a few times, and said, "What is Grandpa Mountain God thinking?"

The bearded old man shook his head and said, "No, look at your dusty body, wash the dust here, as a host, you can't be disrespectful to guests." ”

Li Shuishan smiled slightly, understood what he meant, raised his fingers, and lightened

Light on the storage bag, but unfortunately there is no wine in it, I thought there was a little left, and then I saw that it was gone, so I simply hugged my fists and said: "No wine to drive away the cold, it's not interesting to chat." ”

"Oh, then what do you want to drink? My old man hasn't drunk with anyone for hundreds of years, and if you don't like me drinking, you can hurry down the mountain. ”

"Good. Li Shuishan squinted and smiled softly.

The decent red pottery wine jar was grabbed out of the ground by him, his eyes were also smiling, and he threw it away lightly, this strength was not small, blowing the new snow on the stones, the palm pressed and waved, gently patted the wine seal, poured the wine obliquely, the wine flowed into Li Shuishan's mouth, and it also overflowed a lot, soaked into his robe, and after the mouth was full, the two palms resisted and corrected.

Li Shuishan shook it, and the wine spun off into the hands of the bearded old man, and he also drank it happily, and after he got down, he said happily: "It's enjoyable! Before I kill someone, I have to drink a sip of water and a sip of wine, otherwise people will think that I am drunk and slashing people. ”

Haha laughing, the wind and snow blowing, the two of them alternately drinking, a jar of belly, the old man with a long beard talked about the past, with vicissitudes in his words, it seems that the people who came over for the newcomer's entrustment, that kind of desolation and helplessness, it seems that he also sees some differences in the young man in front of him, but he can't say.

This statement is afraid that it will leak the heavenly secret, and he could have lived for more than a hundred years to protect the descendants of those remaining spirits, however, leaving early could not fulfill the promise he made to the previous spirits of this mountain.

If he is a person who does not keep his promises and does not keep his word, then it is fine, but he is not, walking in the cultivation world, he must always have some principles of his own, and he can't completely follow the crowd, so what is the difference between him and the wicked?

Since then, Li Shuishan has only understood a little bit about his fate, and sometimes he can see it more clearly as an outsider, but he can only hide it in his heart.

He didn't ask for what some people said, by the cold, his mind was more active, some memories seemed to be constantly climbing the vines, slowly walking, this time, he wanted to stay a little longer, to see more people and things, even if he saw the monk in the fruit mountain, he still had respect in his eyes, not only because of his mind-reading skills, but another means, let the soul go down the mountain, and follow his instructions to find someone who could be reincarnated.

In his memories, he saw the calm eyes again, as if alternating between night and day, in the twilight, he cut himself off, allowing himself to completely become a monk who suppressed souls, what he said was still vivid, Li Shuishan now recalled it, goosebumps all over his body.

These words, with great pride and strength, came from the chaos, like the light of a candle, shining on the whole world, and the back road, only when there is chaos, can we see it proud in the sky.

Savoring this sentence carefully, Li Shuishan's eyebrows twitched in contemplation, could it be that the world is going to be in chaos, these souls are going to be included in the world, and they will become people who stand up to the heavens and the earth in the world? If this is really the case, then it was like this a long time ago, he felt that this time had not yet passed a year, it seemed to be a little slow, and he couldn't believe it.

He didn't hear the sound of firecrackers, and the people gathered with red lanterns, and the monk abandoned something, maybe this one was among them, but from the old madman, he didn't believe it, and it might be a divide.

The old madman likes some strange things, from melons and pans, clothes and leather shoes, etc., these superficial things that fall into show-off, he will always intervene, but he will not forget a lot of vulgar etiquette in depth, let alone throw away.

If not, it was the chaos of time, from the time he walked out of Taiping Town, time slowed down, until he walked to Taibei Mountain, the flow of time on this journey was also full, it seemed that someone was moving, but he thought about it carefully, no, that is, he walked faster.

Li Shuishan fell into deep thought, he had a clear route in his mind, he saw the old plum tree seniors from the plum blossom forest, let him see the line on everyone's head, it seemed that every monk had a hand of fate that led them, and he didn't, he was not bound by these things, but since it existed here, some of it might just be different, hidden deeper.

This or several lines, Li Shuishan believes that it must exist, and it definitely doesn't want him to see it, otherwise it will mess up this game of chess.

This is also the moment of the old plum tree in death, apologized to him, tried his best, there was no way, it heard the call of his homeland, and the wandering consciousness went away, even if he wanted to help him, he could only go to this step, and Li Shuishan needed to think, think, and find by himself.

This is also his further recollection of the people and things in the nameless city, Mr. Church, the Thousand Mountains Dao people of the Ghost Mansion, etc., those accumulated encounters are crushed in a grinding plate, even if there are many monks who come out, but they also die a lot, he will always remember that axe, and then the flash of murder, there must be someone behind him to push him forward.

Every time I arrive at a junction, I will be asked what my choice is.

He may think of what the storyteller said to him, which of the two paths to choose, he still followed the storyteller's trail, if he chooses the other one, he may have gone to the mortal world, where is his paradise, and this place will also be the moment when he shines.

But he didn't want to be like this, why should a person's life be guided there, to that fixed place, a suitable person, tell him that he can go.

This walk is forever and the glory that remains.

He's not like that, he doesn't want to, no, where the hell is it? The remaining two hundred and ninety-nine Destiny Ones seem to be thinking like him, thinking about their future, is there still a chance?

"I think of the plum blossom fairy, if I go out of the mountains and seas, I will go up the mountain. ”

He didn't say a word, and the bearded old man didn't speak, indulging in the refreshment of drinking just now, saliva flowed, and Li Shuishan opened his eyes, because he noticed the restlessness around him.

The long-bearded old man suddenly opened his drunken eyes, raised his hand and pressed it into the distance, twisted a small piece of air, grabbed it again, sandwiched a piece of white snow like cloth between his fingers, and muttered: "This snow is not right, and the change in the magnetic field will not make a corner of the snowflakes missing." ”

Li Shuishan stretched out his palm, spread it out, caught the flying snow, and looked closely, and indeed found five petals of snow.

"This snow is the root of Hangu Mountain, and now there is a problem from the roots, I don't know what the reason is. ”

He was in a state of confusion, as if it had no idea what to do, that is, he didn't know if it had an effect on the operation of the mountain, and then he roared and fled into the mountain.