Other mountains, the mountains are different from other mountains.

Other mountains, the saint of the mountain is named after the mountain.

The mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, the water in the north of the mountain flows into the Huai River in the north, and the water in the south of the mountain flows into the Yangtze River in the south. The summit of Bishan Mountain can look at the Central Plains in the north, Jingchu in the south, and the towering mountains are in full view.

The climate and environment of the north and south are also completely different, the south of the mountain is full of flowers, and the north of the mountain is covered with snow.

At the foot of the South Mountain in the March season, there is a place called paradise, and the four seasons are like spring.

On the edge of the peach blossom forest that is in full bloom, the other mountains and rivers that go down in the sky go straight down to the boulders in the pool, splashing countless splashes, and the water splashes fall into the pool in all directions, forming a large spray, like a thin cloud like light smoke.

A gust of breeze blows, the misty pool surface, the green mist dances, disperses leisurely, and there are countless peach petals floating on the water for some reason, pink and white, and a woman in a white shirt fluttering on the peach petals, like a fairy descending to earth.

She looked sixteen or seventeen years old, graceful, delicate and vulgar, her eyes were slightly closed, her open hands danced slowly, only to see the water surface, colorful fish swimming towards her, competing for the peach petals under her jade feet, piece by piece, petal......

At this time, there was a melodious sound of the piano in the air, and after the sound of the piano, an ethereal and melodious female voice sounded: "Shirt, after feeding the fish, go to the Duoyun Temple, the master is waiting for you in the Shenmo Pavilion." ”

The woman in the white shirt slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were as clear as the water of this Longxi Lake, and she replied with a slight bow: "Yes, Third Senior Sister!"

After that, Lianbu moved lightly and walked on the pool to the shore.

landed on the shore and entered the peach blossom forest, and the woman who was called the shirt suddenly ran quickly, and kept shouting: "Little Fifth Brother, Little Fifth Brother......"

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Duoyun Temple was repaired in the previous dynasty, according to legend, there were high monks in the previous dynasty period in order to preach Buddhism, they selected the cloudy tip of 800 meters from the highest main peak of the mountain, Baimajian, built an ancient temple and named Duoyun Temple, after the mountain road is high and dangerous, the pilgrims are difficult to reach, this temple slowly declines.

After the decline of this ancient temple after hundreds of years, it is as intact as ever, what is more strange is that this ancient temple ordinary people look at the mountain from afar, and the mountain is a mountain from a distance.

And the cultivators see that there is a temple in the mountain from afar, and the Jingguan Temple is a temple, and for many years, no one can enter the temple......

After a few years, the ancestor of Shenmo Pavilion traveled through this place, and by chance, he actually entered the temple gate, but he still couldn't enter the temple.

For this opportunity, the ancestor stayed, built a courtyard on the east and west sides of the temple, and built a pavilion on the cliff behind the courtyard, named Shenmo Pavilion.

As for the life experience of the pavilion owner himself, it is also a mystery to this day, but it is said that a long time ago, a prince with an aristocratic atmosphere passed by here and stayed.

Legend has it that the more it is spread, the more it is God, some say that it is the ancestor who is not known in the saint today, some people say that it is the immortals who see this holy place to stay here to cultivate, and some people say that it is the ancestor of the Mo family.

As for whether it is a legend, perhaps only the current owner of the Shenmo Pavilion knows, and it is said that the emperors of the past dynasties also knew, but they have not been verified, and they cannot be verified.

I only know that there is an explicit prohibition in the past dynasties: in the prosperous years, never enter the holy land of other mountains.

Even in the flat village at the foot of the mountain, there is a huge stone standing at the entrance of the village, and the boulder reads: "Go to the flat place of the other mountain, come and go and do not stay overnight." ”

As for why he didn't stay overnight, the rumors outside were that the climate in the deep mountains was changeable, prone to cold diseases, herds of fierce beasts, and outsiders were unfamiliar with the terrain, so they were afraid of life.

Who believes? No one believes, but after a long time, they believe.

Coupled with the royal ban, no matter if you are an ordinary person or an ordinary person, no one dares to disobey, not to mention that the previous pavilion owners of the Shenmo Pavilion are all gods. Not only the pavilion master himself, but even the disciples who sat down are all unfathomable, and the rule of always accepting only six people has not changed for several years, and the pavilion master himself must personally select the people who are destined.

And these six people have not reached the fate, without the permission of the master, they are not allowed to go down the mountain easily, only one person is sent every year to walk down the mountain between the Tang Empire and neighboring countries, and then return to the mountain to share what they have seen and heard. Those who come down from the mountain should not show the dew of the mountain, and they should not leave their names and surnames even if they give a helping hand.

There is one exception, who goes down the mountain every year, and at this time he is kneeling outside the Shenmo Pavilion, receiving the teachings of the master.

In addition to an old man in the pavilion, there was also a young and pretty woman, twenty-two or three years old, she was dressed in purple, under the curved willow eyebrows, her eyes were soft and quiet, like the moonlight on a full moon night, which made people fall in love at a glance.

She knelt beside the old man, in an elegant posture, quietly and picturesquely making tea, but her eyes drifted to the young man kneeling outside the pavilion from time to time, her eyes were full of concern.

The old man lowered his head and picked up the tea, took a sip, and said: "Under this Shenmo Pavilion is the warm sun and three springs, and here is still the cold winter, the snow is good, and the tea of Sister Jing is also good, what do you think?"

After speaking, the old man raised his head and looked at the young man outside the pavilion.

It was originally the old man Zhuge Wenwu in Luoyang City.

Presumably, the young man outside the pavilion should be following him, and Mo Ying is fine.

The young man raised his head and said, "The third senior sister's tea art is unique in the world, and she is first-class. Just ......"

It was really a young man outside Luoyang City, who left countless footprints on the snow.

"It's just, why do you have to kneel outside the pavilion, but you can't have a taste?" Zhuge Wenwu's voice suddenly became cold.

Ink Shadow nodded, not daring to speak, though he didn't know what he had done wrong again. But he never dared to disobey his master's will. Since the master asked him to kneel, then kneeling is ......

This is also the rule of the Shenmo Pavilion, the disciples must not be disobedient, they must respect the teacher, and the disciples must not fight against each other except for each other.

"Strength is not a lot of words, just like a sister making tea, never speaking. Zhuge Wenwu's voice was not loud, but his words became without a trace of warmth.

Mo Ying knew that the master was blaming himself for saying a few more words to the bald man in Luoyang City.

Isn't it just a few words? What's the fuss, Mo Ying still thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, the idea that had just been bred was reprimanded by the master.

"There are no impermeable walls, only uncontrollable mouths. What if it's been five years? How could Genno have appeared for no reason?"

After Zhuge Wenwu finished speaking, he continued to drink tea.

Mo Ying knelt in place, not daring to answer, and set her eyes on the third senior sister Jing.

The third senior sister looked at Mo Ying and smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Master, Xiao Wu is also a little anxious, these two soaked teas are too bitter and fragrant compared to one soaked water." ”

Zhuge Wenwu suddenly laughed, and said in his mouth: "Jing'er is reminding the teacher, everything in the world is always orderly, right?

nodded and then said: "I'm also a little anxious to be a teacher, I've been waiting for Xiao Wu to grow up, and I've been waiting for five years." In the past five years, I have tried all my might, but I can only change him from a dying person to this, although he is already very good and very hard, but for his blood feud, not being able to practice is like a wasted person. Even your third uncle has traveled all over the world and has not returned yet, so he must have no way. ”

When Zhuge Wenwu said this, he raised his hand and motioned for the ink shadow to rise.

Mo Ying entered the pavilion and knelt aside, but his thoughts drifted to that snowy night five years ago......

My father died, my mother died, my eldest brother died, and even the cook who always cooked food died...... Wails filled the cliff, and blood stained the entire snowfield. The group of black-clothed men killed his entire family, slashed and slashed, and some even directly forced them to jump off the cliff. But he broke the tendons of his hands and feet, and looked at himself with a wild smile, as if he was looking at a work, a work full of blood.

He will never forget the man's eyes, and the red mole in the corner of the eye......

The pungent smell of blood should have attracted the nearby wolves, and when the wolf king's far-reaching, bone-chilling howl sounded, the group left, leaving themselves.

The wolves were constantly approaching, and he couldn't move, the faint heartbeat and the eyes that could still move, let him see despair and ant-like life, and the message of death spread directly.

Watching the wolves approach, their nostrils glowing white under their amber eyes, they walked up to a corpse that was still bleeding, opened their fanged mouths and tore them down.

His faint snort let out a cry of pain that alarmed the deaf wolf king, whose amber eyes stared at him and rushed towards him, fainting in terror......

When he opened his eyes again, he lay on a smooth stone with a little girl sitting beside him, and the thunderous sound of the water made him forget everything for a moment......

"Little Fifth Brother, are you back......"

A silvery bell-like voice pulled the ink shadow back from her thoughts, and she was close to the pavilion as soon as she finished speaking.

Seeing that the master was there, and the third senior sister was also there, he hurriedly stopped. With your palms crossed, palms facing inward, at the tip of your nose, bowing your head slightly, saluting:

"I've seen Master!"

"I've seen the third senior sister!"

"Okay, you girl, don't you have to salute your little senior brother's shadow? Zhuge Wenwu said.

"Yes, Master!" she didn't forget to glance at the ink shadow playfully and gently, and in the blink of an eye, she ran away like a gust of wind.

The voice of the third senior sister came from behind his ears: "Shirt, you slow down......"

She didn't reply, she moved so fast that she left several different afterimages in her path, and along the path between the jungles, she soon came to a large stone at the top of a cloudy spire.

There is a big hole in the middle of this stone, and when you look down, it is simply a dark abyss. Yan Shirt jumped down with a jump.

The light body descended at an extreme speed, passing through the dark area, and the light slowly appeared in front of him, and when it was completely bright, the body of the shirt twisted, and spun in the air several times in a row, before falling to the ground, and then running towards a cave.

The little mouth kept shouting: "Second Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother......"

"Second Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother......"

"What about here, what about here? This Xuanyu Cave is a place of cultivation, it is like being isolated from the outside world, where can you withstand such a noise......?

A man quietly appeared behind Yan Shirt and said.

"Fourth Senior Brother, how can I be as loud as you say!" said Yan Yiyi, who turned around and looked at the man in front of him, who was not tall and slightly fat.

"You ......" Yan shirt's eyes widened, the man in front of him was not tall, the handsome doll face was dirty, his hair was standing on end, and he was still bubbling black, as if he had just been struck by lightning, and his upper body was bare-chested, revealing strong muscles that did not match his face.

"Fourth Senior Brother, has there been thunder here?" asked Yan Shirt, looking at the strange shape of Fourth Senior Brother.

"No, how can there be thunder here, I can't hear the thunder from the outside world. ”

Yan Shirt suddenly smiled and leaned back and said, "Then you are still split like this?" haha...... Giggle......"

"Okay, don't make trouble, Master is still waiting!" This voice did not have the playfulness in the words of the fourth senior brother, only stern.

Yan Yiyi immediately put away her smiling face and looked towards the voice, the second senior brother's face was still cold in the past, and there was no trace of a smile in his handsome face. He still holds the "reincarnation gun" that has never left his body in his hand, and he is as cold and proud as the Erlang God of Heaven.

Yan Yishan lowered her head and replied, "Yes, Second Senior Brother!" and didn't make a grimace at the Fourth Senior Brother, and then the three of them walked out of the Xuanyu Cave together.

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