After a brief rest, the group dragged their tired bodies that were barely able to move away from Prison Soul Mountain and climbed all the way along the mountain road.

Prison Soul Mountain and Yuanqian Mountain are not separated by a long distance like other mountains, these two mountains are connected, and what is even more special is that the height of Prison Soul Mountain seems to be only half of Yuanqian Mountain, so Jinguan They have to climb up the steep mountain road when their physical strength is seriously overdrawn.

However, fortunately, after leaving the Prison Soul Mountain, I encountered some wild fruits on the way, and after barely filling my hunger, my physical strength also recovered a little.

Recently, the rumors about the spirits of Changqing Mountain in the imperial city have faded a little, and the city is a little more lively than before, but it is still far less prosperous than the previous crowd of people.

Chen Zhixuan rarely put down the work in his hand, and happened to leave Zhuge Ang's sticky spirit and came to Zuixianglou alone to listen to music and drink. Liu Wanwan sat next to him, pointed with a slender hand, looked at the young woman on the stage who was holding the pipa and singing a tactful tune and said: "Before the heart, it was much better to sing than her!"

Chen Zhixuan paused for the teacup that was brought to his mouth, but he still put the tea into his mouth, and there was an inexplicable confusion in his expression, and he smiled bitterly, "Don't talk about the past." ”

Liu Wanwan shrugged her shoulders and continued to smile: "If it weren't for that kid, my heart wouldn't be ......."

The hand holding the teacup tightened instantly, Chen Zhixuan's eyes dimmed, and he slowly spit out: "It's all said, don't say it!"

"That's it!" Liu Wanwan twisted her waist and stood up with interest, "I won't tell you, I'm going to be busy, you can do it yourself!"

"What you asked me to fix last time, I may have to wait, and the materials are poor. ”

Liu Wanwan replied as she walked: "It's okay, don't worry, when you get it right, I'll pick it up myself." ”

"Good. After a short answer, he poured himself another cup of tea. The good dragon well before the rain, the aroma permeates the entire nasal cavity, and the mind is refreshed in an instant.

In the misty tea, Liu Wanwan's enchanting figure became more and more charming, which made him think of Chen Zhixin, who once followed Liu Wanwan like a little girl.

At that time, he, as an elder brother, always felt that his sister would come back from learning a set of charming kung fu with Liu Wanwan, and often prevented her from going to Wuxuan Mountain to play at the curse gate. Now that I think about it, if I really learned Liu Wanwan's set, maybe I wouldn't be able to ...... later.

Scenes from the past flashed in his mind, Chen Zhixuan picked up the teacup and drank the tea, then put the teacup on the table in a proper manner, took out some broken silver, and left.

I went back to the carpenter's shop, but I didn't see Zhuge Ang's figure, and when I entered the house, I found that the door of Zhuge Ang's guest house was wide open, and it was a mess inside, and things were placed everywhere, and in the chaos, a white paper was placed squarely on the table, pressed with a teapot.

Chen Zhixuan walked over, looked down, and scribbled a few words on the white paper: Go home, don't read it.

Saying goodbye without saying goodbye is his personality. Thinking of this, Chen Zhixuan shook his head, looked at the mess in the house, and reluctantly began to clean up.

On the seventh day of the eighth month, it was less than three days before the Tianyuan Pavilion opened the mountain gate once every five hundred years to recruit new people.

Zhuge Ang left the imperial city and walked with the sword, but three or two hours, he arrived at Yuanqian Mountain, he looked down, and saw that on the steps of Yuanqian Mountain, several figures as small as ants were climbing with difficulty, and when he looked closely, he found that several people were his good apprentices Jinguan and his party.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to himself: "Stinky boy, you're quite capable!" But he didn't go down to say hello, but accelerated his flight, and from time to time he arrived at Tianyuan Pavilion.

This flight consumed some spiritual power, and after he landed, he felt exhausted.

And not far from him, a magnificent stone gate jumped in front of him, on the doorposts on both sides of the stone gate, carved with lifelike ancient beasts, the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, Qi Ling jumped on the top of the stone pillar, the phoenix spread its wings and soared above the head of Qi Ling, and the gluttonous beast squatted next to the root of the stone pillar, and there was a nine-tailed fox entrenched around.

In the middle of the top of the stone gate, a plaque that reads "Tianyuan Pavilion" shines brightly, looking up through the stone gate, the ninety-nine steps of stone steps extend steeply upward, Zhuge Ang saw it, sighed: "Dead old man, you have to set up a rule, don't let people in the door sword." So many ladders...... Alas......"

Although his face was very reluctant, he still had to obey the door rules.

He walked towards the stone steps, and as he passed through the stone gate, a faint, almost transparent white barrier rippled, it was the barrier in and out of the Heavenly Abyss Pavilion. On weekdays, only the people of Tianyuan Pavilion can pass through this barrier freely, and if others forcibly break the door, they will definitely be bounced down the mountain by the spiritual power of the barrier.

However, when the Immortal Gate recruits new people, this enchantment will be unlocked by the Pavilion Master, and at this time, I am afraid that it is also a good opportunity for people with bad intentions in the Three Realms to take advantage of it. However, the Tianyuan Pavilion will be strictly guarded, and it will not let people easily invade the Tianyuan Pavilion. On the other hand, with the reputation of the Heavenly Abyss Pavilion, among the Three Realms, there are probably very few people who want to offend, almost none.

Zhuge Ang went up the stone steps all the way, and from time to time he arrived in front of the palace gate, and the magnificent and majestic treasure hall reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, which pierced people's eyes. Zhuge Ang stiffened his tired body, dragging heavy steps towards the palace gate, the two boys guarding the door saw him, raised their spears to stop him: "Who is visiting?

Zhuge Ang looked at the two of them, saw the face, and thought to himself, he had been away for a few months, and it was understandable that this gatekeeper did not know himself, even if he was dissatisfied, it was not easy to have a seizure, so he stood up straight, hugged his hands around his chest, and looked like a young pavilion master, "Zhuge Ang!"

As soon as he heard this, the two gatekeepers immediately shook their shoulders, put away the spears that were blocking him in a trembling manner, and exclaimed in unison: "Young Pavilion Master!"

"Now I can go in!" Zhuge Ang did not blame them, but laughed and glanced at the two boys left and right.

The two boys took two more steps back, pulled away from the elder for a distance, and made a way for Zhuge Ang to come out, "Young Pavilion Master, please!"

Zhuge Ang walked inside, and did not forget to turn around and praise: "You two are good, you are dedicated enough!" After speaking, he swaggered towards the front hall, and before he took two steps, he heard a voice full of anger from his side, "Have you played enough?"

Zhuge Ang turned his head, put out a smile, and smiled at the person in front of him who was standing with his hands in his hands, but his face had condensed into ice cubes, and shouted, "Daddy......"

"Huh......?" After a long "um" that looked like he was about fifty years old, but his bearing was extraordinary, and he was not angry and mighty, Zhuge Ang hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Pavilion Master!"