Ning Erjian was a little stunned, and then there was some inexplicable anger, is a mortal rejecting his overtures? Yes, this mortal has saved himself, and even passed life and death with himself, but it cannot be said that this mortal has the right to reject himself. So he turned back to the voice of the frost, stood on the top of the mountain as cold as the cold, and said, "You're welcome, please take care of yourself." ”

Then, Ning Er's sword disappeared, Li Jingliu really saw the speed of the immortal, when he was with Yuan Qingyuan before, the wind hanging for 30,000 miles a day forced him to open his eyes, this will, he saw how Ning Er's sword disappeared, ten times faster than the golden guide bee before, you look at him, but he suddenly disappeared in front of you, there is no trace of wind, there is no light floating, this is the immortal, arrogant, powerful, and indifferent.

Li Jingliu looked at the sky, looked around, sighed, and a few hours later, he stood at the mouth of the abandoned dead town, looking at a large pit that had been filled. Through that layer of soil, which was not very thick, Li Jingliu saw the entangled blackened or mutilated human bodies, and also felt the weight of death. It's a pity that he can't do anything, he can't avenge the resentful souls here, he can't comfort their possible families, and even he can't rescue those who only have half a breath left, he has no other way but to let them rest in peace, and a long rest may be able to comfort the rest of the lonely souls.

He didn't know what was going on in Ziyun Mountain, and he didn't know what the situation was in Ziyun Gate, to be honest, he didn't care very much, only Mo Dongyi, that unlucky junior brother, according to Li Jingliu, there should be no problem with the skills of this product. For the rest, he didn't care much.

He sat at the entrance of the village, looked for some water, caught a pheasant, and after resting for a while, he only felt that his physical and spiritual powers had recovered slightly. He looked at this desolation, and only thought that it might be easier for wild animals to survive than humans under such circumstances. It's ironic. He finished eating with a heavy heart, and looked at the green shade that could not see the sun, and the sparse sunlight fell down extremely stingily, and was seized by another leaf before it could fall on Li Jingliu.

Ziyun Mountain, Ziyun Gate. Anyway, let's go up. The unlucky junior brother Mo Dong fainted there, where is the life-saving benefactor Zuo Binu, and I don't know what is going on between Zuo Binu and Na Mo, one will betray and one will reconcile, with this gossip mentality, the sense of panic about the unknown 'demon' along the way has disappeared a lot.

He took off his sword and drove in the direction of the road ahead, to say that he didn't expect that Ziyun Mountain would be so close to him before, and he even regretted why he had just lowered it and let himself see a human tragedy. As everyone knows, everything that God has done is meaningful, but Li Jingliu doesn't know it yet.

After a short time, he came to the foot of Ziyun Mountain, which was still so green and hazy, and he didn't seem to see anything wrong, even the previous mountain protection array was the same as before, without any stagnation. He looked at it, and then flew into the sky, and after a stick of incense, Li Jingliuyi had already arrived at the outer gate of Ziyun Mountain.

Strangely, this time, he didn't see the two strange beasts that had to fight every few decades. The stone pillar where the snake had stayed before was empty, leaving no trace, the stone pillar was smooth and round, and even glowed with a faint cold light, but Ying Long's coiled body disappeared somehow.

On the other side, the rainbow bridge supported by Bi Fang's bird has been broken, and the rainbow version of the halo is like a waterfall, flowing down the cliff mountain of Ziyun Gate. The bird was nowhere to be found, and the color of the rainbow had lost a layer of its brilliance.

Li Jingliu's heart sank, and he only felt bad, these two strange beasts had been agreed with the Six Yin Patriarch, and they couldn't leave for ten thousand years, and now they are gone, which can only explain two problems, one is that there are extremely wonderful people who have either liberated or killed these two beasts, and second, these two beasts feel that there is no need to guard the Purple Cloud Gate, because it no longer exists.

No matter which of the two speculations it is, it is extremely unfavorable to Li Jingliu, he endured it, and finally the sword flew over the thin Hongqiao and headed in the direction of Longteng Peak, and the others had nothing to do with him, but his junior brother, who wanted to get it back.

The strange thing is that all the fears he imagined were non-existent, the Purple Cloud Gate was a peaceful scene, looking at the past from the clouds, the people of the sect were living in an orderly manner, there were some disciples sparsely distributed on the martial arts arena, and the green smoke rising in the Dan room was still misty. Even among the clouds, the cloud steps that are allowed to pass according to their respective levels from time to time still come and go from time to time.

Everything looked as usual, and even Li Jingliu's eyes couldn't see anything wrong. Except for the strange smile on the face of the always majestic elder who occasionally passed by, he was not willing to rush up to ask, and the doubts in his heart couldn't help but rise up, and a strange net was spread on Li Jingliu's head at some point. It's weird, although Mo Shaoqiu, the head of the family, is not a hero in the world, but he has the advantage of protecting his shortcomings, and the scope of this protection is quite wide, even the two hundred miles around his Ziyun Mountain are regarded by him as his own sect. Now, many villages have suffered disasters, and Mo Shaoqiu has a reason to sit idly by.

Let's go forward first, and after seeing Mo Dong, I will know everything.

After seeing Mo Dongdu, this condition had to be met twice, first, Mo Dongxuan was still alive, and second, Mo Dongxuan was still staying where he knew. Longteng Peak is where the disciples live, and I don't know what virtues the disciples of the Ziyun Sect are, as far as the morning is concerned, there are always no people in this place, once it starts in the afternoon, the disciples of the mountain began to come out of their small courtyards, and now it is the same, and when they slip down, there is no one in the entire peak.

Li Jingliu's memory is really unreliable, he doesn't really remember where he and Mo Donglu lived in the first place. After going around the mountain twice, I saw the shelf of phantom immortal vines planted by my senior brother Yu Chunshan in just a few days, and the purple-red fruit hung heavily on the vines, almost bursting and falling alive. But there was no sign of anyone picking it. In my memory, the fruits that ripen this year are always picked by Yu Chunshan or Su Qianyan at the beginning of growth.

He quietly stepped into the small courtyard, and the bright sunlight transmitted his scorching temperature to Li Jingliu through the shadows of the leaves. The dripping eaves beast that was unusually flexible before was dead at this time, and it seemed to be purely a cold stone carving. Li Jingliu walked to Mo Dongdu's door and tried to pull the door, but the door was not locked and loosely closed.

He pushed open the door and walked in, but it was empty, Mo Dongduan was not inside, and he was carrying his clothes, Shinto heavy sword. The house was clean, but empty as if it had never been inhabited.

There was a sudden sound in the courtyard, and Li Jingliu went out to see it, but it was the so-called senior sister Su Qianyan before. Li Jingliu has not been able to forget that deliberately difficult face. Su Qianyan was still dressed in light yellow clothes, and a pair of big eyes were looking at him in surprise, as if his return was the biggest good news: "Senior Brother Li...... No, Uncle Li, you're finally back. The head of the house is looking for you, in Xiaozhuju, you can go quickly. ”

The so-called stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Li Jingliu also replied to her with a smile: "I know, but can you tell me where your Uncle Mo went? ”

"Uncle Mo, I'm sorry, I really don't know who Uncle Mo is, and besides, there hasn't been anyone living in the southern courtyard again. ”

Li Jingliu stared at her carefully, there was nothing in her seemingly smart eyes, it didn't look like she was lying at all, but she really felt so from the bottom of her heart.

"Okay, I'll go to the head. Thank you very much. ”

Su Qianyan smiled slightly, and went back again, until her small door closed, and the silence in the small courtyard returned to before. Where did Mo Dongduan go? Why do the people here remember themselves? Li Jingliu felt that everything was a mystery, but he couldn't find half a clue in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.

Mo Shaoqiu is looking for him? The head of the house still doesn't know what it means. But there is no half of the person who can trust this huge Ziyun Mountain, he thought about it, but a demon suddenly appeared in his mind, the legged snake called Chengwu. The snake said before that it has lived here in recent years.

I didn't know before, but now that I think about the shape of the snake, it shouldn't be easy to match. And the serpent said where he lived, in the cave under the boulder? It wasn't until he flew into the sky that Li Jingliu began to regret why he didn't get better and wander around this mountain in the first place? This piece of mountain peaks of different shapes looks like everything, and when he looks at it, how can he find any split boulders?

He had to circle and circle in the sky, trying to find the difference in the peak, and I don't know how long it took him to find it, and the boulder was almost perfectly round, as if it had been smashed down from the sky, and perfectly replaced the original peak, and then, as if a thunderbolt had split the boulder, the boulder cracked straight through the middle, and a deep crack went straight into the belly of the mountain.

Li Jingliu watched from the sky, only to feel that the more this boulder looked, the more strange it became, like the shell of some monster, and now the monster left, leaving only such a shell here as a grand scene.

He descended, and fell down towards the huge cracked rock, thinking about the belly of the mountain, before it was pitch black all around, and then there were little red lights flashing in the mountain walls on both sides, and finally the number of those red lights reached a certain level, Li Jingliu saw clearly, it was one snake after another, white flowers, and they shrank in the cracked holes between the stone walls.

Among them, the thickest one is almost the thickness of a sea bowl, and the length of the head cannot be seen at a glance, while the thinnest one is only as thick as a finger, and the finger is so long, the only common point is that the pair of blood-red eyes slipped in front of Li Jingliu's eyes. They didn't seem to be hostile to Li Jingliu, so to speak, they just poked their heads out of curiosity to look at him. But Li Jingliu was terrified, and since he had already arrived here and seen so many snakes, there was no doubt that he was in the cave of the fog. But as soon as he thought that Chengwu might be like these snakes, he shrank between some small stone crevices, and Li Jingliu shook.

Li Jingliu didn't know how long he had endured it, and finally he couldn't stand the goosebumps on his back, instead of facing these tens of thousands of snakes, it was better to go back and face the group of bad people who didn't know what was holding back. He was about to leave, but a snake as thick as a sea bowl spoke.

"Who are you looking for?" the snake's voice was stiff and hissed, and it didn't seem to be very good at human speech. However, the tone was not cold, but with a hint of curiosity, but Li Jingliu was really panicked and didn't have time to study the tone of the snake.

Seeing that Li Jingliu didn't speak, the snake said again: "Who are you looking for, you don't look like you fell off unintentionally." ”

Li Jingliu came back to his senses, it seems that all the people in this snake nest have become essences, but since he has the opportunity to ask, he will not let go: "Where is the cave of the fog?" He told me about this place before, but now he can't find it. ”

"Chengwu~~Oh~ You tell me, what are the characteristics of Chengwu? Otherwise, I can't just let you go, right?"

"I want to think about it......" Li Jingliu thought about it, "Riding the fog will support dreams!"

"Well, well, wait, I'll call you. The big snake hissed, Li Jingliu's heart trembled, isn't that Chengwu really in this group of snakes' nest?

Who knows, with the low voice of the snake, there began to be a burst of echoes between the stone walls, hiss, hiss, as if all the snakes began to respond, as the sound appeared, the surroundings became brighter and brighter, gradually, the light overwhelmed the red light in the eyes of the group of snakes, and the appearance of a magnificent building appeared in front of Li Jingliu in violation of the rules of space, and I don't know how it was done, such a huge building appeared in the small narrow gap between the mountain walls.

The vermilion wall was bubbling with the slightest arc of electricity, and the blue and white turns revealed a jade-colored glow, although it was located in the slit between the mountains, the pair of imposing stone lions in front of the door were still not missing.

The big snake hissed: "Let's go in~ Let's go in~ I'll talk to me again when I have time~"

Li Jingliu thanked the big snake, and walked towards the Zhu Gate, but the lion guarding the door blocked his way left and right, the male momentum was majestic, baring his fangs, and the snort hit Li Jingliu's face, and the lioness kindly pressed the little lion, looking at the male lion with affectionate eyes and a little reproach.

"Who are you? The male lion snorted inexplicably.

"Li Jingliu, Brother Lion, I'm in a hurry. ”

"It's not okay to be in a hurry, we have to do our duty to guard the door!"

"Yes, yes, there are fewer people as dutiful as Brother Lion now. Brother Lion is really a role model for the stone lion. The model of a true lion, indescribably mighty and domineering!"

The lioness sneered, she didn't expect Li Jingliu to be so shameless, and the male lion shook his tail proudly, and said with a smile: "Not bad, the kid has vision and can be a man, your lion brother will let you go!"

The stone lion roared at the red door, and in an instant, the door opened, and Chengwu and his wife stood at the gate, and Chengwu said slightly apologetically: "Brother Li, the door of my house is under the management of Brother Lion, and if you can't open the door, I really don't count what I said." It's a lot of forbearance. ”

The male lion snorted, and was even more proud: "Chengwu, this kid is not bad, he has treated me well~"

Chengwu welcomed Li Jingliu into the door, and immediately complained to Li Jingliu: "You see, my wife has the highest status in this family, and then there is the lion brother's family, and I am always the ...... of the goods."

His beautiful lady with a snake tail will still twist a long tail, she glanced at Chengwu, Chengwu immediately shut up, she turned her head and said cordially: "Go in and sit down, rest and eat some snacks before talking about things." Take the fog, entertain well, and I'll serve tea. ”

Li Jingliu winked at Chengwu knowingly, and Chengwu replied to him with a happy wry smile.

Chengwu's wife's name is Bai Yao, a woman who can't see her temperament, in Chengwu's eyes, she is a crazy woman with a strange personality and advocating the use of violence, and in Li Jingliu's opinion, Mrs. Bai Yao is gentle and polite, behaves decently, and speaks like a spring breeze, and at the same time is empathetic.

But even if Chengwu looked at his wife like this, it was obvious that he still loved her. For example, when serving tea, Mrs. Bai Yao gave it to Li Jingliu first, and Chengwu immediately began to say small words, such as Mrs. Bai Yao despised him and didn't love him, Bai Yao's pointed nails only twisted on his arm, and he immediately stopped talking.

Li Jingliu looked at this silent fancy dog abuse, and felt strange in his heart, so he had to drink Mrs. Bai Yao's tea in three sips, and then swallow a few delicate snacks that could be eaten with his nostrils, and began to explain his intentions.

The old god of the mist is there: "I guess you came here for this matter, you haven't come to the door for so many years, there must be something wrong as soon as you come to the door." ”

"How many years? At most, it was only a year and a half, and I went out for a few months, and when I came back, I felt that everything was wrong, not only our mountain gate, but also the villages and towns below the mountain, all of which became unseemly. ”

"Oh? It seems that you have met a fairy~ Have you heard of that story? The woodcutter went up the mountain and saw the two old men playing chess, he finished watching this game of chess, only to see that his axe had decayed, and the world had been in the vicissitudes of life~" Chengwu held the teacup and blew a breath, and the aroma of enjoyment spread out at the end of his nose.

Li Jingliu was startled and hurriedly asked, "How long has it been since I last saw you?"

"It's been more than ten years~ I said why didn't you come once, it turned out that there was an adventure~"

Li Jingliu suddenly shut up, it seemed that everything was late, it had been ten years, what had happened in the past ten years? What had he missed? Ziyunmen had become like this, Mo Dongduan was gone, and his old father was still alive? When did this world change, he didn't even know.

Seeing that he was really depressed, Mrs. Bai Yao soothed: "Don't take it too seriously, aren't we cultivators just to get out of the mortal world? What is more than ten years? Time has no meaning to us." ”

Yes, isn't this what Xiuzhen is for? But I don't know why, the current Li Jingliu is very sad, it seems that the whole world has abandoned him, and he is the only one left, standing on a high place, looking at the world alone, trying in vain to restore the past time, and this result is still what he voluntarily pursued at the beginning. From this point of view, what is the meaning of this cultivation?

After a long time, he said in a dejected manner: "Do you know what happened to the Purple Cloud Gate? Someone told me that there was a demon in this mountain. ”