Baishou Peak, the holy mountain of the Northern Wilderness, is located in the depths of the Great Wilderness.

The mystery and legend of the sacred mountain have attracted countless devout pilgrims or intrepid adventurers to find it, but most of them have never returned, and some have fallen forever on the way to find the holy mountain.

Jebu drove the carriage towards the legendary holy mountain, no one knew when the next blizzard would come, and the more experienced the coachman was worried about such a journey.

Fortunately, the heaven and earth in the east met a line, and a glimmer of light gradually appeared, and Jebu took off his felt hat and let the dry and biting cold wind blow across his forehead, thanking him for being much more refreshing. There was no anger in the wind, and it seemed that there would be no blizzard for the time being, so Jebu was a little relieved, and after a night's journey, he was a little tired, so he drove the carriage into a thorny forest with dead branches bent by the wind and snow, and the men and horses were tired and needed to rest.

Sigh~

Jebul grabbed the horse's head, then loosened the reins from the horses pulling the cart. A truly qualified coachman knows how to feel sorry for his feet, and Jeb wants to let the horses have a good rest.

Black Charcoal had long been tortured enough by the suppressed speed of the carriage, seeing that the carriage did not stop, he simply ran around the thorn forest, for the energetic it, it seemed that running was a kind of relaxation.

Suddenly, its front hooves soared into the air, stopped its body, hissed, and then used its front hooves to kick up the snow under its hooves, and suddenly the snowflakes flew, but it still couldn't hide the fear in its heart.

What frightened it so much was the tightest thorn forest in front of it.

Jebu felt the abnormality of the black charcoal, grabbed the horsewhip in his hand, and just wanted to go up to check, not wanting to be held down on his shoulder. At some point, Tianmo was already standing behind Jebu.

Tianmo patted Jebu's shoulder, "Let me take a look." ”

Zhebu thought that Tianmo couldn't see the way, and wanted to help, but Tianmo left him behind.

Behind the bushes, a man and a woman stood. The man's body is thin, and under such a cold and snowy place, he only wears a single shirt, maybe he is about twenty years old, and he is really angry.

But the little girl on the side is only wearing a single dress, which makes people want to pity the jade, the little girl is about ten years old, her body is small and exquisite, and even her facial features are particularly exquisite, but if you look closely, this beauty embryo that has not yet grown has a pair of weird golden eyes.

The reason why Tianmo didn't let Jebu come to investigate was precisely because he felt the girl hidden behind the thorns.

The girl has an unusual demonic aura, but this demonic aura is as warm as jade, not like the tyranny of Yeqi, not like the lewdness of sandworms, and not like the cunning aura of Zheda's guru.

"Are you the head of Tianmo?" it was the elf's cute little girl who took the initiative to greet Tianmo.

"How do you know me?" Tianmo didn't seem to show much surprise.

"Look, it's the Heavenly Song Daoist who asked us to come to you. The little girl said a name that made Tianmo's body tremble.

"Senior brother, he's always been good?" Tianmo's voice began to tremble slightly.

"We don't know much about this, but this ......," the little girl said, taking out a bag from her bosom, and inside the bag was a letter from heaven.

The letter of heavenly machine handed over by Tianmo and Yuelai, that's right, this is the letter of heavenly machine written by the spiritual power of Tiansong.

Most of the world's pen and paper are recorded and inherited, but this heavenly letter records not what has happened, but what will happen in the future. It's just a matter of the future, which belongs to heaven, not something that the world can spy on.

But Tiansong didn't believe in this evil, when Tianmo was not blind, the teenage Tiansong took Tianmo to secretly run to the cave in the back mountain to play.

"Senior brother, have you ever thought about going to see what the future holds?"

"Peeping into the sky?" Tianmo has always been an obedient and well-behaved child, and when he heard Tiansong say this, his heart suddenly became weak, "Master said that if you try to spy on the heavenly machine, you will be punished by heaven, senior brother, don't you want to live?"

"Stupid. Tiansong pursed his lips disdainfully, "What do you say Master is taking us to practice for? If it's just to live a few more years, then what's the point?"

As he spoke, Tian Song gently tapped the stalactites hanging down from the top of his head with his fingers, and at the tip of the damp stone, a drop of crystal water was slowly gathering, and it jumped to Tian Song's fingertips in an instant.

"Rootless water, the essence and blood of the circulation of heaven and earth, full of luck and luck, breathing heaven and earth, just awaken the inner spirit of this rootless water......" said, Tiansong put this drop of rootless water on a piece of yellow paper.

The two little heads immediately held their breath together and stared at the yellow paper seriously.

The water droplets spread quickly on the yellow paper, and a small round dot slowly grew larger and larger, as if a small life was slowly growing. The four pupils that were staring at the dots were also getting bigger and bigger, and Tian Mo didn't notice that a trace of golden light flashed in Tian Song's pupils.

However, the dots that spread on the yellow paper slowly dried under the gaze, and there was no trace left on the yellow paper.

"You said it all, how can rootless water penetrate the heavens?"

Tian Song also scratched his head, "How can this be? Heaven and earth all have spirits, what is the difference between this rootless water and hidden world cultivation, their cultivation is only afraid that since the creation of the Heavenly Emperor, which cultivator can match this kind of cultivation." Why can't it reveal the heavens?"

Tianmo frowned and thought hard for a while, as if he suddenly had an epiphany, "By the way, senior brother, maybe, maybe your method is wrong?"

Tiansong nodded again and again, "Reasonable, reasonable." I didn't expect that this kid of yours also has Huigen, you say, what's a good way?"

Tianmo took off his pants, crossed his waist, shook his buttocks, and threw out a lock of turbid flow to draw a winding waterline on the ground, "Look, it tells us that there is a dragon hidden here." ”

Tian Song kicked Tian Mo's ass, Tian Mo was nervous, and the drawing of the divine dragon came to an abrupt end.

However, Tiansong also took off his pants, and then Tianmo's urine marks drew the remaining half of the "dragon". "I don't believe in the Heavenly Machine, if you really don't let us see it, then let the Heavenly Machine write itself on paper?"

Tian Mo's eyes were stunned, and he couldn't understand what Tian Song was saying at all.

......

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been more than ten years since Tiansong went down the mountain, but he didn't expect to receive his Tianji letter in the Northern Wilderness, Tianmo held the Tianji letter that carried the aura of Tiansong's senior brother in his hand, and silently felt its warmth. Perhaps the senior brother really wanted to step forward and protect the responsibility of the talent of the guardians, and he actually began to risk the curse of heaven, and also had insight into the heavens.

Afraid that Tianmo would not be able to see the big words on the paper, Yuelai also explained to him, "A month ago, there was such a prompt on my Tianji letter, 'Northern Wilderness Talga, Tianmo'."

"What about him?" Tian Mo's face rushed towards the young man behind Yue Lai who had been silent, but when he heard Tian Mo ask him, he immediately stood up straight, "Uncle Tian Mo, I am the descendant of the Nanyue Sword Saint who wants to learn from Tian Song, Li Chongguang. ”

"Oh?" Tianmo stroked his goatee, "Then how did you find Yuelai." ”

"It's also a heavenly letter. Li Chongguang also took out the mysterious Tianji letter from his arms, and his Tianji letter also had a few big characters on it, but the ink had faded a lot, "Sheng'an Qin Tianjian Yuelai"

Tianmo stroked his beard again, presumably in front of the two juniors, five or six people saved some face for themselves.

"Since it was arranged by Senior Brother, I think he wants you to return to Baishou Immortal Mountain with me. ”

Several people chatted for a while, although they all wanted to know where the mysterious Tiansong went, but they didn't have a clue, but fortunately, the new carriage given by Jebecuo this time was big enough, even if Li Chongguang and Yuelai both sat on it, it was spacious enough.

After the trimming is completed, the journey again, this time in the carriage in addition to the sleeping Xiang Bei, a little lively, the little white wolf also woke up, it is not only unwary of the two new guests, especially enthusiastic about Yuelai, like a puppy shaking its fluffy tail, jumping around in Yuelai's arms from time to time, and licking the back of Yuelai's hand with his tongue.

There is only one taciturn Li Chongguang as a companion on the way of Yuelai, and this time he met the little white wolf, as if he was reunited with old friends, and he soon fought hotly.

Li Chongguang was a bit nerdy, trying to get as close to the edge of the carriage as possible to make room for Yuelai to be bigger. But even so, Yuelai, who teased the little white wolf, would still touch Li Chongguang's body from time to time.

Yuelai didn't mind much, but Li Chongguang blushed from time to time.

In order to avoid Yuelai's touch as much as possible, Li Chongguang had to approach the side of the carriage repeatedly, so that he had to endure the strange smell of the old man Tianmo on the side. If it weren't for the black charcoal's trickery, he wouldn't let others ride it, Li Chongguang really wanted to ride a horse and follow the carriage.

"Did you know each other before?" Tianmo seemed to see through Li Chongguang's embarrassed look, and talked about how the two met, intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Chongguang took a deep breath, looked at the golden-eyed girl Yuelai on the side, and remembered what happened to him in Sheng'an City a month ago.

......

Coming out of General Chang Polu's Fifth Army Mansion, Li Chongguang actually had nowhere to go, he could only numbly wander around the bustling streets of Sheng'an City, asking all the way, but few people knew about this place in Xiong'an Qintianjian, and no one had heard of the name Yuelai.

Li Chongguang wandered around the market for a few days, and he was bored. Fortunately, it was just in time for the birthday of the Queen Mother. Today, in order to show filial piety, the entire Sheng'an City is arranged like a fairy palace, and the Sheng'an City under the costume only has a festive atmosphere of lanterns. The tragic songs of the world where the wives and wives who were separated from the holy hearing and the families were ruined seemed to not exist.

Of course, even if it reaches the ears of the saint, the emperor must still be deaf, living a life of singing and dancing, those sufferings far away in the sky, such as the northern defense center that can still be saved theoretically, the enclave Shule, even if the general is often killed, but still only in exchange for the saint's sentence, the result of the discussion after the birthday.

Of course, the affairs that are dealt with after the birthday are not only the scourge of the sword, but also the responsibility of the prison, those who are before the birthday are lucky enough to be pardoned, and those who are dragged to the prison after the birthday will most likely only be punished more severely.

Li Chongguang was still wandering around at the time, but he saw the flow of people around him, rushing in one direction, reminding each other, "Go and see, go and see, the vegetable market is going to open again." ”

The excitement on everyone's faces made Li Chongguang also full of curiosity, and with the flow of people all the way to the place called the entrance of the vegetable market, under the package of the three layers inside and the outer three layers, only an official voice in the crowd was heard from a distance,

"Qin prisoner Yuelai, Qin Tian Prison attendant, prison guard stealing, refusing to admit guilt, review the death penalty, open the prison and behead!"

"What?Yuelai?" Li Chongguang thought he had misheard, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd.