The next day.

Mo Ying woke up and shook his head, the beast sword was still under his head. Then he looked at the shirt that was still sleeping in his arms, and he couldn't bear to wake her up.

Ink Shadow rubbed his eyes with one hand, and Red Shadow saw that he woke up, wagged his tail and approached, licked the back of Ink Shadow's hand, and then ran in the direction where the dragon had left.

Mo Ying couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "A sword, two people, a wolf, a mountain forest, this kind of life is actually really good!"

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and shines on the face, and it feels so warm. There is no darkness when I first entered the forest, and there are just good mountains, good rivers and good scenery.

He couldn't help but look at his shirt again, this girl slept very deeply last night, and it was difficult for her to rush nervously for many days.

It's just that the forest is still silent, and I can't hear any sounds of birds and beasts.

They slept soundly and deeply that night. Just about to sit up, suddenly the head of a wolf, a spirit, last night's dream into his mind again, in the dream he dreamed of an old man, he can not remember the appearance of this old man, but the old man seems to have said something to him: you are the son of a dragon, but the dragon is not soaring and you do not sound, your heart is good, bless the world, if you follow evil, you will be burned by thunder and fire.

Mo Ying couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, riding a dragon, riding a dragon, riding a dragon, I only remember that when I was twelve years old, I rode the second prince Li Zheng, and was scolded by my father severely, and then my father went to South Vietnam, and it was a year after returning home, and he was thirteen years old. Everything is normal, he can still freely enter and leave the palace, accompany Li Zheng to study and play, but later his father took the initiative to resign, and on the way back to his hometown, there was a night on the cliff!

Could it be that he will be the future emperor? Could his father's tragic death have anything to do with this imperial power? Could it be his political enemy, or the power of another country? Mo Ying couldn't help but have a headache.

However, the man with the red mole in the corner of his eye still has no news, where will he go?

Those who know already know this, and those who don't know are forever kept in the dark.

Mo Ying said in his heart: "If Li Zheng is the future emperor, then wouldn't he have committed the crime of killing his head since he was a child, this is too evil." ”

At this time, the cry of the red shadow just came, and the ink shadow gently shook his shirt and said, "I'll go over and take a look, will you lie down for a while?"

"I don't!" said the shirt and got up.

Accompanied the ink shadow directly to the place where he couldn't move forward last night.

I saw that it was still white mist, like a sea of clouds. There is really a single-plank bridge in the whiteness, and this bridge seems to be a thousand-year-old pine, and it grows so strangely, from this end to the other end of the abyss.

The scenery is very pleasant, just like a fairyland. But how could Moying be in the mood to see this scenery?

How can this go down? It is four or five feet high from this ancient pine, and it is looking at it! Who expected that the red shadow jumped down and let out a howl.

The red wolf shadow was already above the trunk of the ancient pine, and it stood in place and spun around twice, and then ran towards the ink shadow.

Everywhere the red shadow went, the white mist dissolved, and the ink shadow could clearly see that this ancient pine tree was so thick that the two of them were so thick, so he was relieved.

"Shirt-walking!" Mo Ying cast the "Xuanbu Phantom" and immediately jumped down, and after landing, he waved to the shirt on the shore.

Yan shirt has just come down, she is already in the immeasurable realm, she looks much more relaxed than Mo Ying, her posture is elegant, like a fairy descending to earth, slowly descending.

Walk in this sea of white mist.

Shirt reveled and said, "It's so beautiful here! The truth is here for the rest of my life!"

"Well, I'll accompany you!" Mo Ying said lightly.

Shirt knows it's a lie, but there is indescribable joy in his heart......

The further they went, the smaller the trunk became, but fortunately with the Red Shadow leading the way, it was not a great trouble, and the two of them reached the opposite bank.

As soon as he landed ashore, Moying looked back and saw that there was still a road, a bridge, and a sea of fog had already shrouded it.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "No wonder the second senior brother said that this medicine-free mountain has never been heard of, and someone can enter the mountain smoothly, and he can't help but have a little admiration for the ghost doctor in this mountain." ”

After another hike up the mountain, it was almost noon. The two of them didn't feel hungry, and they could pick wild fruits on the side of the road to satisfy their hunger while walking.

The wild fruits of this medicine-free mountain have indescribable miraculous effects, constantly filling hunger, and can also fill people with infinite power.

Walking, walking, even the sheep intestine trail is broken, and the mountains and forests in front of him are full of thorns, making it difficult to walk an inch.

Ink Shadow looked up at the mountain, between the white clouds it looked like a temple, and it looked like a medicinal reed. Flickering in the white clouds.

Mo Ying lowered his head, looked at the road up the mountain, pondered for a moment and said, "Since there is no way to go, then go straight up the mountain." ”

After speaking, he drew the sword in his hand and walked in the front, his shirt in the center, and the red shadow followed behind.

I saw the ink shadow open the bow left and right, slashing as he walked, and directly cut out a mountain road that could be passed smoothly, and the sword body would show red from time to time.

He just took the sword and slashed around, and he had a lot of fun, but he didn't know that he suffered the people on the top of the mountain......

There is indeed a medicine reed on the top of the mountain, and the old man who called "Blue Girl" last night in the medicine reed, one is restless, he can't read the book, and there is always something rolling in his mind. He had no choice but to read into the sea of knowledge, and after perceiving the medicine-free mountain, he said to himself: "This waste firewood is holding the artifact and cutting waste wood?"

Fortunately, Moying didn't hear it, or this kid wouldn't have to be angry and he said: "Whether the sword is good or not, you can know if you chop wood, waste firewood is not waste, Lao Tzu can cut wood." ”

Of course, this is idle talk.

I only heard the old man calling: "Lan Niu, since you have directed the sword to him, go and lead him up!"

The voice fell, and the wind rose. Jiaolong crossed the courtyard wall of Yaolu and galloped in the direction of the ink shadow under the mountain......

In the blink of an eye, the giant creature was not far from the ink shadow, making a burst of "cow roar". Mo Ying's ears were sharp, and when he heard the voice, he said: "The dragon goes and returns, we will follow this dragon, and we will definitely be able to reach the top of the mountain!"

There is no height of the mountain road of Yaoshan Mountain, and there is no limit of the mountain road of Yaoshan Mountain. Finally climbed to the top of the mountain, Mo Ying saw that the courtyard wall made of stones could not move, he tried to lift it, but a heart-rending pain came, his eyes went black, and he fainted......

......

......

At this time, outside Luoyang City, on an official road hundreds of miles away, a young man and a child were hurrying on the road.

From their conversation, they knew that the direction they were going was to the Holy Land of Beshan.

I only heard the young man say: "During this time, there are cards everywhere at the intersection, and there are often people from the Blood Knife Gate in the mountains and forests to search, and these people are clearly coming for us." ”

The child took over and said, "That's no way, who called you a beggar, and I'm bald? Fortunately, this mountain forest is big enough, and after staying in the mountains for so long, I finally grew hair. ”

Looking for prestige, it turned out to be Xiao Xuanzi and Shengzi.

It's just that the little monk is no longer a little monk, and his short black hair is more than an inch long. And Shengzi also changed into a suit, a blue silk gown, wearing it on his body, which was noble and elegant. No matter how you look at it, it's all like a rich boy.

This is what Xuanzi was looking for food in the mountains and forests yesterday. inadvertently saved a person who had fallen away, and someone else gave it to him, and when he saw that he couldn't wear it, he gave it to Shengzi.

Shengzi said: "You often use evening primrose to wipe your hair these days, it seems that it is still very effective, brother, I will use a ponytail to tie a small braid behind you, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the little monk before!"

"As you can tell, the hair in this ponytail is still pee-sassy, but I like it. It's ......"

Xuanzi wanted to speak and stopped, he was feeling sorry for the lost "Fazi Sutra" in his heart at the moment.

Shengzi glanced at Xuanzi and said, "Everything still needs to be considered in the long run, didn't you say what your little fifth brother said?"

Xuanzi nodded and said, "They went to Wuyao Mountain, and I don't know what happened, hey!"

Such a heavy lament at such a young age. Shengzi said: "The Buddha said that everything has cause and effect, and since he is good, he must have good karma. It's like your broken mirror, aren't you cultivating good karma?"

Xuanzi didn't answer, he felt that Shengzi's words were nonsense, ignored him, and continued to rush forward.

After a while, Xiao Xuanzi said, "I still want to look for my scriptures, but I lost them, which made Master's face look dull. ”

"What are you going to do?" asked Seiko.

"The investigation is so strict, and there is no news of Xuanye, if he hides and does not move, I can't find it. If only I could understand the mysteries. Forget it, think about it in the long run, what the fifth brother said. Xuanzi pretended to be profound.

Shengzi had a black line at one end, and said in his heart: "Is this something I said? How did the fifth brother say it?" and then said: "What he said is too right, so let's go up to the other mountain first?"

"Divert to Yaowu Mountain and find the fifth brother, he is smart enough!" After Xiao Xuanzi finished speaking, he ignored Shengzi and walked straight away. Shengzi stopped and hesitated, and finally had to follow behind......

......

When they arrived at the "Yamaguchi Inn", the two of them were on the side of the road, looking at these four big characters from a distance, swallowing saliva in their throats.

For many days, they relied on spring water to satisfy their hunger, but they did not see rice.

Thinking of the porridge and white-flour steamed buns in the White Horse Temple, Xuanzi swallowed his saliva and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Shengzi replied, "Yes!"

"Why don't we go in?" said Xuanzi.

"We don't have any money to eat overlord meals at a young age!"

"It's you, you're the elder brother, they won't embarrass me!" said Xuanzi.

Shengzi is a spirit, after this kid broke the mirror to the limitless, his speech became more down-to-earth, that's right! At most, he beat him, and no one would embarrass a child since ancient times, except for that Xuanye, of course.

"Then go in?" asked Shengzi.

"Get in!" replied Xuanzi. He was really hungry, thinking about the white-flour steamed bun inside, which was much more important than the scriptures at the moment......

As soon as the two of them took a step, unexpectedly, the shopkeeper inside ran towards them, carrying a bag and a pot of water in his hand.

"Two guest officers, this is what a master in the inn asked me to give to you. ”

Shengzi took the bag, opened the bag and saw that it was full of white steamed buns. When he looked up and was about to ask who it was, the shopkeeper had already run back to the store.

"Manshu!" said Shengzi.

Xuanzi was silent, took one out of the bag, held it in his hand, and bit it down without saying a word.

After a steamed bun, he was no longer so hungry and asked, "Who is this kind man?"

Shengzi shook his head.

Xuanzi said again: "The bag should be returned to someone else." ”

Shengzi said: "Yes, we are waiting for him here, and he will come out." ”

"Why don't you go in and find him?" asked Genko.

"It's not convenient, if it's convenient, he invited us in, and there was wine. Shengzi replied.

"Then how do you know who it is?" asked Xuanzi with a sideways head looking at Shengzi again.

"Since he gave us steamed buns, he must have paid attention to us for a long time, and when he comes out, his eyes will definitely look at us. ”

"It makes sense!" Xuanzi said lightly.

So the two of them sat on the side of the road, nibbling on steamed buns and drinking water.

After about half an hour, a short young man came out of it, he was dressed in plain clothes, and he was carrying a wheel behind him, which felt bigger than his whole person, and he was carrying a black bag in his hand, which seemed not light.

He glanced at Xuanzi and walked away, not wanting to stay.

Shengzi said, "Let's go, return his bag." ”

Xuanzi followed behind, walked a few steps together, ran in front of this person, and blocked his way.

"Brother Ren, thank you for the steamed buns!" Shengzi said.

The man looked at Shengzi and smiled, but he didn't hide it, and asked, "How do you know it's me?"

"If you have a heart, you will know it. Shengzi said.

"Oh?"

"We've been here for almost an hour, and the guests who go in are all in and out, and they don't deliberately glance at us when they go out. Shengzi said.

"Thoughtful, yes, you should return the bag to the store. With that, the young man smiled and walked away.

"Brother, wait!" Xiao Xuanzi stopped him.

The young man looked at Xiao Xuanzi and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Thank you!" said Xiao Xuanzi.

The words were rustic, and the young man touched his head and smiled, then turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice like thunder came: "Grab the young man with the wheel on his back!"