Li Shuishan sat precariously, raising thick eyebrows, looking at the white mist in contemplation, which became thicker and thicker, and it was estimated that only five fingers could be seen walking in it.

The white mist rushes into the surface of the lake, with a misty feeling, as if it is eating away at everything around it little by little. The two were speechless, in fact, Shan Quan Ancestor had already understood what he was asking, and he wouldn't say the specifics, but just looked at him and said, "You don't have to ask me, and I won't answer." These are all arranged. ”

Unexpectedly, this statement turned out to be so direct, Li Shuishan left his side and stood on the other side, he couldn't wait, and the Gancia Daoist couldn't wait, but Shanquan Ancestor waited, he waved his sleeves at the fog, and said fiercely: "Get out of Lao Tzu's territory, otherwise, Lao Tzu will not hesitate to extinguish the prohibition of the ghost mountain." ”

A faint voice in the distance gradually revealed an old man's face, dripping blood from top to bottom, he opened his mouth the size of a leaf, pulled the mist on both sides, and then said solemnly: "Below, the first person to seal the sky, you can call me Tang Daogui." In a few days, I will replace the Heavenly Will to destroy the mountain range that suppressed your ghost power, and take away your star soul to be used for questioning. If anyone saves you, you will be guilty of the same sin. ”

A roll of mist rushed to the top of the Luyuan Mountain, and the ancestor straightened his waist and said refreshedly: "The ancestor was born from the sky and buried in the ground, when can you, the lackey of the heavens, replace the order of the land of fairy rain that has been broken?

The old man's face seemed to be irritable, but after a while, he swayed to the sky above the lake, since he arrived, the distant foot of the mountain began to shake, a crack appeared on the mountainside, and there was a gas hidden deep in it to gush out, but the right hand of the ancestor of the mountain was balanced, and he pressed it down directly, and with a bang, the mountain sank.

"You're not qualified!"

The ancestor of Shanquan said word by word.

The old man's eyes fell on the young man behind him, stared at him for a while, and then looked at the people around him, and seemed to be interested in the red-robed woman, opened his mouth and smiled, Li Shuishan frowned and asked, "Say whatever you want." ”

"I have to say, your heart has grown well, but the will to kill you will come soon, do you know that all the good luck you bring is a premise, there is a saying that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, you don't die, and the people around you are dying one by one. That's what makes your destiny unique. ”

"Absolutely?" Li Shuishan asked calmly, the old man's face was solemn, and he returned to normal, as if he wanted to answer what he said, but he held back and said with a smile: "It's not appropriate to say more, you understand it yourself." Take a wrong step, take a wrong step, and if you don't sow chaos and return to the right, you will be ruined. ”

The white mist dissipated, Shan Quan Old Ancestor coughed, slowly walked away from the position facing the center of the lake, glanced at Li Shuishan a few times, and said hoarsely: "I choose to leave her, and the two of you leave." I'll help you find a body that suits you, but you can't influence my plans. Even if you walk out of the body of the Heavenly Destiny, with the Dragon Presence Three True Immortal Array sitting down, you can live for most of the month. Eighty percent of your soul is lost, and the rest is a feeling of lack of strength in your heart. You return to your blood cloud as soon as possible, or you will never live again. ”

The dry cicada Taoist naturally couldn't bear it, and replied in a low voice through Li Shuishan's mouth: "What you said is reasonable, but I don't rely on the destiny of heaven."

It is difficult for a person's life to walk up to the tenth layer, and if I reach the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and see the sword of death, it will be difficult for me to walk in the face of heaven. If I return to the heart and sit in the Dragon Immortal Array, nine drops of ten drops of essence blood will be crushed, and what remains is not enough to call my soul will. Guided by the Mandate of Heaven, three or four times of obliteration, I am enough to block twice, and in ordinary flesh and blood, one flush is enough to take me to disappear between heaven and earth. At that time, how could I talk about going into my dreams?"

Shan Quan Ancestor shook his head, "It's easy to die, but it's not easy to live." I choose a body of dragon blood that has undergone the baptism of the sun and the moon in the mountains and seas for you to ignite, and the formation you use itself belongs to the town in the immortal array, the main pressure on your soul, the dragon chanting nine horns, and detaining your soul. If it can be done, it will not hurt to take the upper half moon!"

"Then your body is useless?" said the dry cicada Daoist lamentingly.

"Whether it's useful or useless, I'll talk about it when I get through this catastrophe. ”

A few people sat down cross-legged, resting and waiting for the night to approach, the mountain set off to leave the foothills, the nine dolls of the ancestor of Shanquan did not return, he was not worried, but instructed, Zangyun must be fine, I left her with its own wonders. Li Shuishan can't see any wonder about her? Physique and luck? Won't she still cook porridge and taste all the delicacies in the world?

In a few hours, on a silver-black moonlit night, there appeared monks who were half of them hurrying, they seemed to have just walked here, their eyes were gray, their skin was dull, they looked like they hadn't slept for a few days, they saw a figure, and hurriedly greeted them, and the first thing they said was to say hello, and then asked where is the exit from this place?

A young man shook his head, a young man shook his head, a woman shook his head, and when he saw the face of the last old man clearly, and pinned all his hopes on him, he pounded around his waist for a while, and took out blood-red pills and a few broken crystals, as if to tell him, if you knew, these are all yours. Shan Quan Ancestor disdained it, waved his sleeves and threw it to Li Shuishan.

He slowly raised the middle finger of his right hand, pointed in a direction, and said lightly: "More than a hundred miles ahead, there is a mountain, and there is a hole to walk to another place." As for where to go, I don't know. ”

They blinked and thanked one after another, but his face was calm, and he couldn't tell whether the direction was true or false, and when they left, he said, "The prohibition of ghosts in the mountains has been broken, and there are no restraints for a long time. They are just hungry and dizzy, and if they go over there to replenish some aura, they can naturally distinguish between east and west, north and south. ”

After speaking, the four of them continued to walk, to a waterfall, in the journey will often encounter some broken lenses, some are stained with blood, some have rain, when the distance between the two lenses is a little one zhang, there will be a tearing and tearing friction sound, will collide together, who is hard and broken less, will be the victorious side, continue to continue to travel in the original direction.

Of course, this preserved lens will drag a shadow behind it, this shadow is white, it will be bright and dark for a while, and it will not be long before it can become a new lens, Li Shuishan is a little curious about this scene, he has not looked at the mirror surface of the mountains and seas in detail, what is the mirror surface of the mountains and seas? Why do you call the mountains and seas here as mirror mountains and seas, these truths When he wanted to know, the dry cicada Taoist on the side raised his eyebrows and told him gently.

In fact, he couldn't figure out what was going on. You know, the mountains and seas outside are very calm, even if there are demons occupying them,

There will be no big trouble, and the monks will also choose a piece or a mountain range as their place of practice. As a loyal sect of the mountains and seas, it cannot be said to be a slave, but there is such a real name and tradition, and generations of disciples have chosen this place as a place for sacrifice. They will be trained here, and there will also be some more strange young monks who will follow the older and more experienced old people to the ten layers of mountains and seas.

In addition to the general ten-layer mirrored mountains and seas, there are more hidden small places that no one has to explore. There are countless void caves on the first floor of the mountains and seas, all of which were created by ancient cultivation or scattered cultivation hundreds of years ago, used to seal their own spiritual weapons, spirit stones, and some can be used as caves to rest. If a monk finds one now, he will smile and his path to cultivation will be much smoother in the future, but this kind of luck is not available to everyone, very rarely, and there is no one in ten thousand.

Each layer is huge, many monks can't find it all, plus some mysterious treasure places have been discovered, the sects outside the mountain will grow proudly, and the elders of those small sects, sect masters, will go here at all costs to find treasures that can save their lives and deaths. They put all their hopes in this place.

However, the ideal is always beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

Dead and dead, crazy and crazy, there are few complete as good, but there are always people who want to explore the tenth layer, no one walks up, and even if someone walks up, they don't live to say what it is.

These fragments are actually a little bit of broken skin of the mirror mountains and seas, floating to a calm place, and some are swallowed inside, forming a rain, this kind of rain is not like acid rain, but rain with sharp fragments, which is the fragments produced when the large mirror collides with another mirror. The clicking sound is not quite like the usual thunder, and there is a little less empty reverberation.

The dry cicada Taoist whispered: "The shattering of the lens represents the beginning of the collapse of the mountains and seas. But the trend of collapse is very weak, enough to form fragments of rain, and it can't break the foundation of the ten layers of mountains and seas, you know, how much legacy inheritance and strength are here, and sooner or later one day will be led out. If we wait for that day, all the Holy Spirit will be directly wiped out, and you and I will not be able to live. ”

"But the cultivation of Taibei Mountain, it is not like this, they will find the passage to the tenth layer, find out the secret of the person who opened the mountain, you know, I also desire that power, the poet says, the power of one person to open the mountain, enough to support the half-falling clouds. If I don't know the face of the people in the mountains and smell the fragrance of roses left by him, I will be satisfied. The strong have always been a dream. ”

"Dream?" Li Shuishan thought of his dream, but unfortunately there is no reality, the world's dreams are all absurd, they are all memories of yesterday, according to the twisted deduction of a small road, what he sees is the refraction of his own memory, even if he encounters the road in front of him is real, but think about it, isn't it just a coincidence? The fish in the water, drop some bait, he will go ashore after eating, he originally couldn't fly, dreaming that he would become a bird to take off, chasing the clouds with a smile. Who will believe it?

But some monks do enter the Tao with dreams, but they do not attain enlightenment.

The cultivation pursued by monks, the pursuit of the original heart by Taoists, and the cultivation of deeds, most of them call mortal Taoists immortals, and Taoist priests call monks immortals, what are the immortals pursuing? Who is the real immortal?