"Your sister, is this mountain again?" Zheng Lei scolded casually, opened his eyes and looked around quietly, and after looking around for a while, he said softly: "I finally saw a mountain I have never seen before." ”

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked along a rugged path towards the mountain, and the best way to find out what this place was was to stand on the top of the mountain, and only by standing high could he see far away, and only by looking far away could he see what kind of place this place was.

After walking a distance, Zheng Lei turned his head to look around and found that this road was not so unfamiliar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

A little question lingered in Zheng Lei's heart, like a swarm of flies, making his head buzz.

Walking on the road, Zheng Lei searched his own memories in his mind, and in his memory, he had never traveled, except for Huashan, the only mountain he had been to was Nanshan, where the school was located.

He looked up at the road in front of him, and couldn't help but speed up his pace, on the mountain road, except for Zheng Lei, there was no one else, and this feeling that he was the only one left in the world made him feel more and more awkward.

After walking for nearly an hour, Zheng Lei looked up at the mountain road in front of him, he had already walked almost halfway through, his speed was not slow, although he could not use spiritual power here, his speed had not slowed down.

Along the way, except for the invisible but audible sounds of birds and insects, there was no other sound, Zheng Lei could only walk silently with his footsteps.

Loneliness, a feeling of loneliness rose from the bottom of his heart at a loss. He turned his head to look down the mountain, there was a mist of clouds and mist under the mountain, things were not as he imagined, he was not seeing anything from the mountain, all he could see was a mist of mist.

Do you want to keep going up? Zheng Lei asked himself as he looked up at the towering hill in front of him.

Turning his head to look at the halfway distance he had already walked, he said to himself, "Since you have come up, let's just go to the top of the mountain and take a look, whether it recognizes it or not." ”

There was no purpose in his heart for the time being, Zheng Lei felt that a heavy object in his heart was inadvertently dropped, and he was relaxed.

After that, Zheng Lei didn't feel tired, he walked all the way to the top of the mountain, there was still a mist under the mountain, and he didn't have the feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance.

The wind on the top of the mountain, hitting Zheng Lei's face, rushed into the distance in a hurry, did not take anything away, but left Zheng Lei with an indifference.

Under his feet is a flat open space, standing here, indifferent and lonely coexist, Zheng Lei couldn't help but have a whim, standing here and playing a set of Tai Chi.

Since Zheng Lei learned Tai Chi, although he has also practiced it regularly, he has never felt anything from this set of boxing. Old man Liu's body always had a feeling as tranquil as water, and he had never felt it in his own body.

However, this time, there was a clear feeling in his heart, and it was a wonderful feeling, which could not be described, and could only be understood.

There was a moment when Zheng Lei felt as if he had integrated into this world, as if he was a part of this mountain, and even at that moment, he felt the stability of this mountain after all the vicissitudes of life.

Although it was only for such a moment, it made Zheng Lei's heart suddenly brighten, after playing Tai Chi, a smile appeared on his face, although he was still worried about Hu Xiaowan in his heart, but he was not as anxious as he was at the beginning, what should be done, always have to do, do his best to do it well, no one can see how he ends at the beginning, so he is too demanding, and often brings endless pain to himself.

This climbing, for Zheng Lei, is very rare, although this mountain is just a mountain in the painting, but this trip has given him a lot of gains, all the way down the mountain, Zheng Lei looked back at this mountain that has been conquered by himself, ready to continue to move forward, suddenly remembered where he had seen this mountain.

It turned out that on the way from his hometown to school, he sat on the train and passed by the mountain several times, and the children who have feelings for the mountain will always have a sense of intimacy at the first sight of the mountain, not necessarily to know its name, but the feeling in the bones cannot be erased.

"Even the mountains I've seen can appear here, why is that?" Zheng Lei slowed down and walked slowly, but his head was spinning rapidly.

After walking for a while, Zheng Lei suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the mountain behind him again, smiled knowingly, and nodded: "So that's the case! I know, here, it's still that mountain, the mountain in the painting, there is no Huashan or Nanshan in my memory!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the mountain in front of Zheng Lei suddenly began to change, and the entire rolling mountain, like a huge pile of dye, slowly began to flow in front of Zheng Lei.

Who in the world has ever seen the entire mountain peak slowly begin to deform and then flow and change? But now Zheng Lei saw such a scene in front of him, his heart was full of shock, but he was not panicked.

Because he knows that all this in front of him is just an illusory scene, and if he doesn't want to see it, he can close his eyes. But he didn't want to miss out on this incredible opportunity.

This is not an opportunity to improve his cultivation, and it has nothing to do with his future, but this kind of visual impact cannot be felt in other places, such a spectacle, Zheng Lei doesn't know if he can encounter it again after leaving here, so he doesn't want to miss it.

The huge mountain was flowing, not like the transformation of the vicissitudes of the sea, making the things around Zheng Lei a mess. Mountains are still mountains, but they're slowly getting like this.

The mountain, which was not high, grew taller and taller little by little under the slow flow, and from Zheng Lei's point of view, the mountain had already towered into the sky, but it did not stop, and continued to grow upward.

Zheng Lei looked at the growing mountain in front of him meaningfully, and muttered: "How high do you have to grow before you stop? Do you have to stand up to the sky? The top of your head is the sky, and you still need to top it? This kind of scene, watching it once is shocking, and after watching it for a long time, it will be boring!"

This mountain seemed to be able to understand Zheng Lei's words, and as soon as he finished speaking, those mountains that had been flowing, and even some of them had not yet finished flowing, they were still a picture of abrupt mountain peaks. Then a faint mist slowly rises, adding a lot of mystery to the mountain.