Just when Fang and Mo hurriedly looked around to find the person who made the sound, they suddenly saw two gray gases floating out of the double swords hanging on both sides of the garden gate, one on the left and the other on the right, which gathered in front of the garden gate like a dark cloud. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost figure was dressed in a gray robe, with a Taiji jade belt tied around his waist, and he was ready to say: "I am the sword spirit of Kaiyang Peak Zhenshan!

Mo Zhongqing was in the garden at the moment, although he couldn't see the situation outside the garden, and he didn't know who was talking in the erratic voice, but he noticed the anger in the words of this 'person', and immediately said sincerely to the garden gate: "Sword Spirit senior, please calm your anger, my junior sister is really a child's heart and has no malice, and I hope that the senior will raise her noble hand and let her go." ”

"Shut up, boy, I kindly let you go through the door, you should leave quickly, don't let me change my mind!"

Mo Wanxi hurriedly said: "Third Senior Brother, don't listen to this ghost's nonsense, and I don't know what kind of deadly traps there are." ”

Jian Ling shouted: "Presumptuous! Since I let him pass through the door, how can I lose my trust again, the little girl is untrustworthy, she really deserves to be killed!"

Mo Wanxi saw that this ghostly sword spirit should be damned on the left and killed on the right, but he didn't see him do it for a long time, so he thought about it at the moment, took a step forward, and sneered: "This girl wants to ask you about this insincere ghost thing, just now mine is really scolding the old wealth fan, but I am more talking about the quality of the two broken swords he made, since you boast of the sword spirit, it must be the sword spirit in these two swords, I scold it is equivalent to scolding you, so you just can't be angry and show up, right?"

"Shut up, wild girl!"

"It's you wild ghost who should shut up! Obviously you want to find fault with yourself, but you want to buckle a moral hat horn, are you ashamed? What kind of Zhenshan sword spirit, girl, I'm phew! Obviously you're a scoundrel watchdog. ”

As he spoke, he spat on the ground, completely ignoring the image of his daughter's family.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha!"

The sword spirit laughed loudly, shaking the surrounding gray mist and stirring rapidly, and the yin wind was everywhere, and the surroundings were even more ghostly.

Although Mo Wanxi was a little scared in her heart, she didn't hesitate to say in her mouth: "You still laugh when you scold you for being a dog, it's really shameless and wrong, look at your ghost appearance, you don't have 'teeth' at all." ”

Mo Wanxi scolded extremely relieved, and Fang Shaoqi was already bitter melon-like, and said in fear: "Please, auntie, don't say it, don't say it." ”

"No, I'm going to say, look what he can do to me!"

The sword spirit said gloomily: "Wild girl is so guts! I just heard you say that the Qingfeng sword in your hand is indestructible?"

"Hmph, you don't have to be invincible, it's enough to send you away. ”

Saying that, Mo Wanxi actually flicked the sword body with his fingers, but listening to the 'ding' sound was crisp and melodious, like a dragon chanting in the sky.

"Hmph, that's the case, the girl is optimistic, don't say that I bully the small with the big, the sword comes!"

At the same time as the sword spirit "sword coming", the Qingfeng sword in Mo Wanxi's hand suddenly came out of his hand without warning, and it actually flew into the sword spirit's hand in a flash.

Mo Wanxi's eyes widened, and he saw the sword spirit's right hand prostrating the sword body, and sneered: "There is no spirit in the sword, it is like an empty shell brittle weapon, how can you talk about sharpness? Hmph, it is better to destroy such toys as soon as possible!" As he spoke, his body suddenly changed, and he floated straight towards the forest path, and the path was in the direction of the sword house.

"Bandit, return my sword!"

"Senior sister, I can't go there, I can't go-!"

In an instant, Mo Wanxi saw that the sword spirit was drifting away, and he didn't care about the light skill and flew after it, and disappeared into the forest after a few flashes.

Fang Shaoqi on the side saw that the words couldn't be stopped, and he didn't have time to explain the reason with Mo Zhongqing, so he stomped his feet heavily with a hot mind, and followed with his sword.

The actions of these two people happened completely in an instant, and when Mo Zhongqing wanted to stop the two again, he found that no one had responded anymore, so he had no choice but to force himself to calm down and go towards the garden with a glimmer of hope.

The buildings in this garden are not much different from those outside the garden, but there is one exception, it is too quiet.

Since entering here, not to mention decent human voices, even the birdsong outside the woods has disappeared, as if all sounds and vitality have been isolated from Langyuan.

Mo Zhongqing shouted a few times without giving up, and sure enough, no one answered at all except for the hollow echoes coming from all around, and this Langyuan seemed to be a natural dead town.

At this moment, Mo Zhongqing's brows were furrowed tightly, and his heart sank more and more, wandering for a while, and definitely continued to explore deeply, he knew that he knew that there was no way back now, only to move forward and perhaps there was a glimmer of hope.

After a stick of incense, I had already forgotten the way I came from in this Lang Garden, and I went around a corridor with half a cup of tea, and came to a shadow wall carved with mountains and beautiful waters.

The stone carvings on the shadow wall are exquisite and abnormal, as if a corner of the world has been moved to this shadow wall, there are vivid flowers, birds, fish and insects between the mountains and beautiful waters, and the delicate and elegant Feige Liudan. If you look closely, you can see that there is a mountain peak that seems to have no roots, hanging between the sea of clouds out of thin air.

But at this moment, Mo Zhongqing had no intention of playing, and when he turned the shadow wall, he saw a large hall suddenly appear in front of him, blocking the way.

Mo Zhongqing hurriedly stepped forward, lined up the vermilion wooden door, and went straight inside, imagining in his heart that there should be a way out of this apse.

However, in a hurry, what he didn't notice was that the moment he entered the main hall, the mountains and rivers on the stone shadow wall behind him, and even those flowers, birds, fish and insects all changed suddenly, and they turned into clouds of smoke and water mist that drilled into the pane of the hall one after another, and in a blink of an eye, the shadow wall was empty, as if it should have been a bare stone wall.

When Mo Zhongqing entered the hall, he saw that the hall was dim and unknown, and he did not hold the lamp, and there was a thin layer of ash on the ground, as if no one had been here for a long time.

Seeing this, Mo Zhongqing still clenched his fists and said, "Mo Zhongqing, a disciple of the Cloud Trace Sect, mistakenly entered the precious land, dare to ask, is anyone there?"

Voices echoed through the hall, but no one answered.

Mo Zhongqing hesitated slightly, and then slowly walked towards the depths of the hall with the light coming in from the window.

Bypassing the main hall and walking through the side halls, I found that in the two halls, except for a futon, there were neither the three Qing Daozun nor anything related to Taoism, as if it was just a place for meditation and enlightenment.

It's strange that these futons are also covered with dust, as if they haven't been used for a long time.

If it was left in the past, Mo Zhongqing might have stopped exploring and then making a decision, but now he was in a hurry to save people, but he couldn't care about these details, so he walked straight through the side hall and came to the apse without looking at the weekly furnishings.

In the dimness, when he entered the hall of the apse, he saw that there was an exit door in the middle that was half-hidden and half-hidden, and the light coming in from outside the door made Mo Zhongqing feel a little at ease, but when he walked out of the door, he stopped in surprise, and couldn't help but carefully look at the world outside the door.

I saw the wind blowing in front of me, the clouds were thousands of streams, I was on the side of the cliff, my clothes were flying around, and I was hunting.

Mo Zhongqing didn't leave the door of the apse, thinking that he had made all kinds of guesses, but he didn't want to be a cliff outside the door.

What is even more surprising is that when I look away, I suddenly see a hill floating in the thick clouds and mist in the distance.

It stands to reason that there should be no mountain that can be half-floating in the air, but Mo Zhongqing has to believe the subversive scene in front of him at this moment.

Not only that, but there is also an upside-down mountain peak under this hill, and from a distance, the peaks are connected to each other, and it looks like a diamond-shaped stone peak floating between the sea of clouds.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the hill and the floating mountain in this handstand are exactly the same, as if they are reflected in the mirror, and the surrounding flowing clouds also take the foundation of the hill as the dividing point, dividing the blue sky and sea of clouds into two, and both reflect their own reflections.

Obviously, the scenery below is like a reflection in a mirror.

However, there are two scenes that cannot be mapped in this reflection, one is the blazing sun hanging in the sky, and the other is the cliff where Mo Zhongqing is located.

Mo Zhongqing looked at the strange scene in front of him for a moment, and stretched out half of his arm outside the cliff, not surprisingly, in the "mirror" below, there was really no reflection of his own reflected in it, showing that there must be something strange about this reflection below.

Just when he hesitated left and right, he saw a kingfisher suddenly leap down into the clouds, and it was actually a slight swing in the mirror reflection, causing a circle of ripples and turning in the direction of the floating mountain, and the figure of this kingfisher was not reflected in the 'mirror' reflection below.

Mo Zhongqing thought slightly, carefully stretched out his right foot and tentatively tapped it on the mirror surface in the air, and the mirror, which was like a lake, turned into a circle of ripples, and continued to spread out towards the surroundings.

Looking at everything in front of him, Mo Zhongqing had a clear understanding in his heart, and then stepped on it firmly with another step, and couldn't help but feel slightly stunned when he saw himself hanging in the air between the sea of clouds.

"It seems that the sea of clouds hanging under our feet is just an illusion. Could that floating mountain in front of you be the real Langyuan Mansion of the Heavenly Kui Daoist?"

When Mo Zhongqing thought of this, he had the courage to step forward.

One step, two steps...... As the ripples under his feet became more and more, Mo Zhongqing felt more and more incredible, and between the clouds and clouds, the "mirror scenery" under his feet was like flowing clouds and soft water.

Mo Zhongqing became more and more happy the more he walked, he finally felt what it meant to be as light as a swallow, and what was called Ling Bo Dengxian, he walked tirelessly like this, feeling the wind around him, and his mood became extremely relaxed and comfortable, as if nothing was important at this moment.

He vaguely remembered that there should be something important he hadn't done, but why he couldn't remember.

After a while, the floating mountain in front of him was walking and approaching, Mo Zhongqing was already immersed, completely forgetting what he was going to do in the first place, and when his left foot just stepped into the wet soil at the foot of the mountain, he felt a smell of incense.

Mo Zhongqing sniffed hard, and felt even more fluttering, and a pair of feet involuntarily followed the fragrant wind slowly.

All the way to find the hidden path, I don't know how long I went around this floating mountain, and finally came to the mountainside of this floating mountain, and the charming incense came from a laurel plant.