Raising his eyes and looking south, Li Wuchen saw the Murong Mansion, due to the reason that it is not far away, you can get a glimpse of the whole picture, it covers a wide area, the layout is scattered, there is not much problem under a closer look, but there is only one point....... The black attic is gone.

"You're from Murong Mansion. ”

Li Wuchen was still thinking about why he couldn't see the black attic in this seemingly ordinary courtyard, when a light and fluttering voice sounded behind him, which made him stand up with cold hairs all over his body, and he froze in place, you know, his five senses are keen, and few people in the world can approach him quietly.

He quickly turned his head, and behind him was an old man in a white robe, with crane hair and a childish face, a white beard hanging down his chest, looking very immortal Dao bones, among the people Li Wuchen knew, I am afraid that only the old Taoist priest is serious, and he can be compared.

"I've seen my seniors!"

Li Wuchen made a bow very respectfully.

The old man glanced at Li Wuchen, as if he had found something interesting, took his right hand, and turned it in a circle.

The old man who seemed to be vulnerable was surprisingly powerful, and Li Wuchen couldn't resist at all, so he could only be at his mercy.

After a while, the old man was amazed and said, "Heaven and earth orthodoxy actually practice evil arts, and there is a premature death, but it is strange that he can live until now." ”

The evil art he said was Old Man Qiu's anti-poison technique, the two doors of medicine and poison, which were originally one, but the medical door disdained to be confused with the poisonous door that was accompanied by poisonous insects all day long, and it was separated, and outsiders did not know what it did, so they called it an evil way.

It was not the first time Li Wuchen had heard about his early death, and the old woman had mentioned it when he was in Zanghaizhuang, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

The old man grabbed Li Wuchen's right hand, touched the vein, and felt it for a moment, before he was relieved, and said with a smile: "Your little doll is a little interesting, the holy relics of heaven and earth are all in one, just to exchange for fifteen years of life, it's really a waste, it's better to let the old man take a shot, and return you to the furnace to refine a human pill, which is also a beautiful talk!"

Li Wuchen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and in shock, he pulled out the vermilion peachwood sword behind him and aimed it at the old man, this person's expression was not laughing at all.

When the old man saw the sword in Li Wuchen's hand, his eyes flashed, and the sword was in his hand, and all this appeared very quickly, not giving Li Wuchen the slightest time to react.

"Who gave you this sword?"

The old man grabbed it and played with it for a while, then threw it back to Li Wuchen, his tone a little cold.

"It was a gift from my master. ”

Li Wuchen replied truthfully, this old man's Taoism is profound, and even the slightest idea of deception will be known to him.

"Are you a Wuwei Mountain Man?"

The old man muttered for a moment, then turned to laughter, slapped his forehead, and said, "I should have found out a long time ago, except for Li Daoren, that old ruffian, who else has the ability to save your abandoned son." ”

"I saw that there is a lot of yin qi in you, and I think you are here for it today. ”

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the Murong Mansion, and with a slight point, a white light flashed, and the layout of the entire mansion changed dramatically in an instant, where are there any small bridges and flowing water, manor buildings, and some are just ruins.

"This ...... Is it a phantom array?"

Li Wuchen frowned and looked at everything in front of him, except for the two-story black attic, everything else was the remnants of the eaves and broken walls left after being burned by the fire.

The black fog was confused and vague, Li Wuchen could see that on the second floor of the attic, there was a woman in a red suit, who was also looking at herself.

The old man shook his head, vetoed Li Wuchen's answer, and said in a deep voice, "This is the essence. ”

"Essence?"

Li Wuchen had never heard of this word, it was not in ancient books, and the old Taoist priest had not taught it.

The old man nodded and said with a smile, "There is a lot of history that has been erased by time, but there are also many that have survived, between reality and illusion, the Peach Blossom Spring, and the same is true of the wasteland in front of you." ”

The old man didn't explain what the essence was, but he told Li Wuchen about the black attic in front of him.

"Is it possible to escape to another plane?"

Li Wuchen subconsciously asked, he wanted to go back to fourteen years ago and see the truth.

The old man frowned, pursed his lips and stroked his beard, as if he was asked by Li Wuchen, and only after half a sound did he reply, "Theory should be like this, once you get out, it means that you will never return to reality, trapped in a world and world, like a lonely ghost for the rest of your life." ”

He said this, with a wave of his robe, the space around the two of them suddenly changed, and they all arrived in front of the attic, but the attic in front of him was different from before, with a plaque on the top, a beautiful font, and three big characters 'Sansheng Pavilion'.

"Sit!"

The old man sat straight on the ground, and two soft cushions and a coffee table appeared out of thin air under his feet, and the water was boiling, and the cups were washed and the tea was boiled in one go.

"Dare to ask the seniors' surname!"

Perhaps because of the old man's abruptness before, Li Wuchen only remembered to ask his name now, and hurriedly made another gesture with a respectful attitude.

The old Taoist priest once said that there are no immortals in the world, but the power does not know how many mortals, fighting in the red dust, seeking a truth, not creating and killing, and going with the flow.

"I am a rootless person, and you call me Zhou Gong. ”

Zhou Gong said goodbye and invited Li Wuchen to sit again.

Li Wuchen sat down, and Zhou Gong said a cup of tea for him, the tea was clear, like white water, but it exuded a strong tea fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy when they smelled it.

"This tea is called 'Death Tea', and those who are not firm in the Tao cannot drink it, otherwise they will be stuck in the past and will not be able to return. ”

Zhou Gong drank the tea lightly and said as usual.

After listening to his words, Li Wuchen did not hesitate, and drank it in one gulp under the appreciative eyes of Zhou Gong.

In just one breath, he was distracted and turned into dust and burrowed into the Sansheng Pavilion.

'Squeak', the wooden door of Sansheng Pavilion slowly opened, a pair of Luanfeng embroidered shoes stepped out gently, without making a sound, a tall woman in a red dress and wearing a hijab floated in front of Zhou Gong and sat down slowly.

"I haven't seen you in a long time. ”

The woman spoke softly, her voice fluctuating, as if she was shouting on the other side of the river of time.

"It's time for you to get free. ”

Zhou Gong didn't look at the woman in front of him, took a sip of tea, and said flatly.

"How to get free?"

The woman's words were very concise, and the wind behind her was gusting, and the beard of Zhou Gong was biased to one side.

"If you let go, you will be liberated. ”

Zhou Gong picked up a tea leaf, flicked his fingers, the white light flashed, and the surrounding wind stopped suddenly.

"There is a deep feud in the sea of blood, three hundred and twenty-five people of a clan died in one night, how to let go. ”

As her voice fell, one after another pale walking corpses slowly emerged from the surrounding black earth, surrounding Zhou Gong with hideous faces.

Seeing this, Zhou Gong sighed, stopped talking, raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were deep, as if he had pierced the void, and reached the end of time.