The world is a little dim, Mao Zhenhuang feels like a blink of an eye, this world is like turning the world upside down, changing a world!

The scattered goose feathers and heavy snow were half gone, leaving only a foggy feeling between heaven and earth filling the eyes.

It's still that mountain!

But it was no longer those verdant and verdant ancient trees, dead trees with broken roots, basil weeds mixed with dripping wet rain, and the faint moonlight reflected a bleak scene.

And with the wind!

The cattle-drizzled Mao Zhenhuang was all over his body, but what he took away was the body temperature on his body that was not very high.

"It's a Jedi!"

Mao Zhenhuang shivered coldly, and said to the two bald heads with a solemn expression.

There is a trace of desolation in the dilapidation, and the scene in front of me may be the original face of Dangmang Mountain, which shows how strange and demonic the mountain soul of this Dangmang Mountain is.

"Who knows, let's go! If I'm not mistaken, this mountain gate should not be far away. ”

Dao Sheng held the bamboo pole against the somewhat muddy wasteland, and after saying a word, he lowered his head and stepped into the fog in front of him.

"Ancestor, at this time, at midnight, the qi of the earth yin is the heaviest, in addition to the addition of a Jedi, to the mountain condensation, then its qi accumulates but does not disperse, will become a situation of rushing yin and not yang, you and me, monks who follow the Fa, here ten things can not play seventy percent, you see, let's go to the bottom of the mountain to discuss again?"

Mao Zhenhuang was a little anxious to look at the two lifeless bald heads, and he was a little anxious to go up in such a situation, and yelled at the two of them.

"The way to life is at the mountain gate, Wang Daoyou, there is no way down the mountain behind you. ”

Dao Sheng in the mist didn't seem to stop at all, but there was a slightly vicissitudes of words coming from him.

"Fuck it! Teacher, peer, peer!"

Mao Zhenhuang listened to Daosheng's words, and couldn't help but glance back, it's okay not to look at it, and he was almost scared to death when he saw it.

Don't say anything about the way down the mountain, all the white bones are exposed to the wilderness, looking at the stars in the moonlight, the white and cold light is enough, it can be seen that the ground is all over, comparable to a mass graveyard.

"Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Xuan Xian looked at Mao Zhenhuang, who was shaking like chaff after him, and couldn't help but say a word of contempt for him.

"Gua Wazi knows a ball, dead people are not terrible, but the key is to see where they are dying, this is not a place where they are good and good, and the anger of resentment is heavy, and they can't keep a bunch of ghosts. ”

When Mao Zhenhuang said a sentence of Xuanxian, he still felt uneasy, so he took out a few yellow charms of Huayang Tianzong from his arms and pasted them on his body, and the heart that was straight and sudden could be regarded as a little comfort.

"Still greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Xuan Xian looked at what Mao Zhenhuang did with disdain, rolled his eyes, and looked down on this dead fat man even more.

"If you don't have the same knowledge, young people are fearless who don't know. ”

Mao Zhenhuang lazily took care of his little boy, who had never been in the military camp in the northwest of Liang State, and never knew how cheap and worthless his life was.

It may also be that this eerie environment makes the fat man stand on end with a little sweat all over his body, and he is happy to talk to Xuan Xian, at least this will divide his nervous heart.

The muddy way up the mountain is much more difficult than the snowy road during the day, but it is not long.

Mao Zhenhuang felt that before he had passed the time of two incense sticks, he had already seen a little "light and fire" in the world through the layers of fog.

And this little bit of light is getting brighter and brighter as the three of them move forward!

Even when he arrived at a broken bridge, Mao Zhenhuang felt that what he saw in his slitted eyes was a little unreal.

The pavilions, pavilions, pools, pavilions, and water pavilions seem to be real and illusory after the fog, and there are more people in the lights who are more likely to use wine as songs.

From time to time, there is a soft sound of Nongnong that seems to be absent in the ears.

Lend an hear!

"Moluo Xuanzhang,

Lift the pen into the color of the outline of lotus red goose yellow;

Fold the fan word two lines,

It is not lovesick, but it is lovesick.

That day, the swing beauty condensed makeup,

Butterflies flutter in pairs.

rippling on paper,

Draw into thought~~~

.......”

"The silver needle mandarin duck in his hand,

cut the thread and wear it into the green willow and new poplar in the photo;

The group fan flutters the fireflies and dances,

Inviting Mingyue to accompany the slave is like water.

In the shade of that day, the green shirt and white clothes,

The flowers bloom in pairs.

In my dreams,

Embroidered into the thought ~~~

.......”

It's a duet between a man and a woman!

The sound of the piano is light, and the aftersound is tactful and continuous, and there is a sense of spring plucking rhyme in Mao Zhenhuang's ears.

This seems to be the case with the heavenly sounds in the world.

Mao Zhenhuang really saw and listened pleasantly, but Dao Sheng's cold eyes did not take a second look at everything after the broken bridge, but leaned down and pulled with his big dry hands in a protruding mess of grass.

A dead stone appeared, half-hidden in the earth.

When all the true faces were presented in front of Dao Sheng's big hands, the dry stone turned out to be a monument!

"The mountain gate is here!"

After Dao Sheng glanced at the words on the tablet, he got up and muttered.

The eyes of the four looks, the vicissitudes of life, I don't know if it was said to Mao Fat Man and Xuan Xian, or to the pavilion in the fog.

"Here it is?".

Mao Zhenhuang squeezed his squinted eyes, and said a question to Dao Sheng's old bald head.

It's less real than the illusory attic in front of it, and it is estimated that it is this way, and it seems that there is no sense of danger to life.

It's very calm, except for a mountain road that is white and climbing.

"The cane swings the clouds and waves the mountain of white bones, and the blood washes the blue pool.

The flowing water and peach blossoms are gone, and there is no heaven and earth and no world.

Eight hundred years of a glorious mountain gate, in the current has been broken down any idle dare to be here long-sleeved dance shirt. ”

Mao Zhenhuang, who only cared about listening to the music, glanced at Dao Sheng who was talking to himself, and only then did he notice the tablet exposed under his feet.

Familiar!

This is a mountain gate number.

After thinking for a moment, Mao Zhenhuang looked at Dao Sheng and said with a serious expression: "The non-human world that suppressed the Six Palaces back then?"

This is a glorious sect!

In Mao Zhenhuang's memory, this sect method out of the interpretation of Youwei, belongs to the upper sect, when this sect was strong, Huayang Tianzong was still like the Guanlou Sect, living mud in the corner of Zhongzhou, and so far let the interpretation of Youwei, the mixed yuan sword sect, and the Huayang Tianzong need to join forces to contend with the six palaces, back then, they were just a small role under the hands of the non-human world, and they couldn't even turn up a wave.

Dao Sheng listened to Mao Zhenhuang's words, and sighed: "I don't know if the suppression of the Six Palaces is not suppressed, but it is not in the world." ”

"Master, do you want to go forward?"

Xuan Xian didn't pay attention to the stele, but he was a little interested in the Qin Se and Ming that came from after the broken bridge.

"Let's take a detour!"

"Daosheng Ancestor, can you tell the juniors that there is ...... ahead?"

Mao Zhenhuang is a joker to the old bald head of Daosheng, and his attitude is very sincere.

He just crossed the broken bridge and glanced into the fog behind him, and then looked at the stele that had been dug up by Dao Sheng just now, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

Something that can force the old bald head to take a detour, you can imagine!

Besides, this is still a mountain gate, these two bald heads don't want to go inside to die, but he Mao Zhenhuang doesn't want to go with him.

"If you don't want to die, you can enter, if you don't want to enter, sit at the mouth of the bridge here and wait for the moment when the morning and dusk will communicate, the turbid air of the earth will settle, and the air of resentment will be suppressed by the morning sun for a moment, and then you can see the way down the mountain. ”

"Huh, Master, what's in there?"

Mao Zhenhuang was still worried, and when he heard Dao Sheng say this, his little eyes couldn't help but glance at the "lamplight", and he immediately became interested.

"Gardenia love on the shore of Gardenia Lake, rain ringing in the building outside the building.

Don't seek to avoid the world alone, only laugh at Taoyuan not Mengting. ”

"Daosheng Ancestor, what are you talking about, how is this place?"

Listening to the old bald head open his mouth and say the first mountain gate number, Mao Zhenhuang was stunned, and almost thought that he had a problem with his ears and heard the wrong mountain gate poem.

This poem is known to everyone in the world!

To be more precise, there are no male cultivators in the world who know it.

"Shao Tiansi, so if you want to go in, you can go in and hide for a night, if you are a person who adheres to your heart, this broken bridge is the safest place. ”

"Daosheng Ancestor, how could Shao Tiansi appear here?"

Mao Zhenhuang was confirmed here at the old bald head, and his stunned expression was still a little relieved.

Shaotenji!

A sect with only women, the inheritance of the sect is not traceable, there is a legend that it is a true concubine of the first generation of the Heavenly Demon Upper Palace Jiuhua of the Yin Heavenly Palace, the Tao of Mrs. Changling Du, the time of this sect's name to cultivate the immortal world can be traced back to 1,500 years ago, and it is rumored that this sect has as many as one hundred and eight divisions on the land of Zhongzhou.

However, the sect is not inconspicuous, and there is no fixed mountain gate at all, only a mountain gate poem is circulated in the mouths of monks all over the world.

This is a high-profile sect that does things but does things quite low-key.

Not contradictory at all!

Because Mao Zhenhuang has a very, very "understanding" of this sect.

Not only did he know, but Zhai Laoliu and Wang Daoning even knew more than him.

Without him, Shao Tiansi is also commonly known as the kiln of the immortal cultivation world!

It can be seen why Mao Zhenhuang had such an expression when he heard the old bald head of the Taoist say that the place was Shaotiansi.

"Dangmang is a Jedi, but it is also a blessed land! The immortal road is hard, it is normal for anyone to appear here, but Wang Xiaodaoyou will say goodbye, and the journey of my ancestor and grandson is unpredictable, and I can't go down this swing with you, Ananda!"

After the old bald head of Dao Sheng finally said to Mao Zhenhuang with his hands folded, he turned around and walked towards the side of the broken bridge with Xuan Xian's support.

"The junior dares to ask the ancestor here, why do you break into this wandering hinterland regardless of the danger of your life?"

It's not the chief joker, the other party's farewell action made Mao Zhenhuang a little stunned, but after reacting, Mao Fatzi asked Dao Sheng a sentence that he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"Find someone!"

Dao Sheng didn't look back, and what he replied was Xuan Xian with a smile.

"Looking for someone? Daosheng First Master, since you are looking for someone, why don't you go to Shao Tiansi to look for it first after the bridge is broken? If not, it will not be too late to enter the hinterland of that desperate situation. ”