Along the way, the three of them asked each other for their names and birthdays, Qian'er, and Hua Yuan was a little older. But where is Hemu willing to bow his head, he doesn't obey life or death, he looks like he would rather die than give in, that is, he is not called a big brother in Qian'er.

As for where the topic comes from, both sides seem to avoid talking about it. There is no need to say more. A group of three people walked for a few hours, and finally went down the mountain before dark, a huge bluestone archway, hollow carved a dragon and a phoenix, and the plaque reads - Shanggu!

Hua Yuan glanced at the candlelight lit in the distance, and looked at it from a distance, like a fire dragon: "There are many people in front, it must be a prosperous place!"

"Great! You can have a big meal and a good night's sleep!" He Mu ignored Qian'er and Hua Yuan, and strode towards the market not far away.

There is a regret inn, and He Mu stopped and looked up. Qian'er saw He Mu staring at the signboard of an inn, and also looked at it, and there were a few big characters engraved on the plaque - there is a regret inn. There are gold couplets on the left and right, writing--There is affection and righteousness to go to the Mahayana together, and follow a lifetime without regrets!

"What an arrogant tone!" said after He Mu meditated, holding his chin with an origami fan.

"In my opinion, the predecessors who wrote this couplet must have been people who had experienced great winds and waves. After reading it, Qian'er felt warm in his heart, not for anything else, for the open-mindedness and openness of the person who said this.

"What this son said is true!"

The reason why he is said to be a fortune teller and not a country man is that there is only one big character on his big flag -- life!

The fortune teller, with black hair but a white beard, looks not young, but his skin is firm, his eyes are bright, and his cheekbones are high and convex. He handed the flag in his hand to a boy behind him and said, "Apprentice, you go inside and call a room, by the way, it's still the one at the head of Fengqu!"

"You old man is so weird! Housing is housing, living in a single room, living in a hall, why is there anything else to say?" He Mu spoke quickly, and asked without any hindrance when he didn't understand.

"Childe doesn't know, this is the term of the bank, Feng Nai is the Venerable in the fire, Xiang Yang said, this inn has three twists and turns, the number of lines, the first is the first room. In layman's terms, it is the first room of the first line to the sun!" the fortune teller explained unhurriedly.

He Mu rolled his eyes, with a look of contempt, and said sarcastically: "Please, I want to go to the best room to finish, and make a whole set of phoenix songs!"

"Childe smiled!" the fortune teller smiled humbly.

Qianer and Hua Yuan suddenly felt that this scene was a bit redundant, so they walked towards the inn, but He Mu turned around and put the two of them in: "You just said that what this son said is true, why do you say this?"

The fortune teller looked at the plaque with feeling: "This is the title of an old man who is Xiao Ke! He has indeed experienced strong winds and waves, this is what he wrote before he went into hiding!" He Mu nodded slightly, slowly walked into the inn, and turned his head.

"Let's go in! Don't stand stupidly here!" He Mu seemed to think of something, and hurriedly shouted loudly, "Xiao Er! Xiao Er! Good wine and good food!"

"Come on!" a little er dressed in braided linen clothes came running happily, and the fine eyes that seemed to feel joy at a glance seemed to be drawn with a single stroke. The jet-black hair was tied at the top of the head and secured with a bamboo skewer. "I said?" After Qianer and Hua Yuan sat down, Qianer smiled and whispered to Hemu: "I said, lady, are you still drinking?" "Smack!" Hemu gave Qianer a violent shudder, "Dare to talk nonsense again! The old lady castrated you!" "Oops!" Qian'er was in pain, covered her head and pouted, and said with a smile: "Then you will have to be a widow!" He Mu responded coldly and whispered: "You better be honest, it's best not to reveal the old lady's daughter, otherwise it will ......" As he spoke, Hemu's hand bones 'snapped'," Let you really become a eunuch!" At this time, the fortune teller also came up, and asked with a smile: "Three sons, seeing that you are so interested, what are you talking about? Can you allow Xiaoke to sit here?" "It's nothing, there's nothing to talk about, sit down, I just have something to ask you!"

"Masters, your drinks are coming! Yo, aren't they all half-immortals?" Xiao Er caught a glimpse of the fortune teller when he put down a few dishes and a pot of hot wine, obviously he was a frequent visitor here, "All half-immortals have been traveling there for the past two years?"

"Pursue the destiny of heaven!" the half-immortal stroked his white beard, nodded and replied.

"Well, you are a half-immortal, Xiao Er, a mortal can't understand. Your upper room is already open, it's still that one. Can you go over now, or will you have the food and drinks delivered to your room?"

"Just send one to the apprentice, I'll eat downstairs today." The fortune teller tapped the pear wood table with his hand, gently closed his eyes and sniffed slightly, the wine was fragrant, and the rice flower wine was good! Xiao Ersuo turned around and walked away after asking.

Qian Er only noticed at this time that Du Banxian's deep eyes were like a spring, dark and bottomless, and there was a hint of cunning, which became more and more unpredictable. Qian'er always felt that this person had some thoughts about himself, and as for what, he didn't know for a while. Avoiding the eyes of the half-immortals, Qianer looked out the window.

"I said, fortune teller, where is this place?" He Mu picked up the chopsticks, added a piece of lotus root, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Childe, Xiao Ke's name is Du Wen, and the apprentice's name is Du Lu, oh, this is Shanggu. "Duwen doesn't want to be called a fortune teller by others.

"I know that the road is the upper valley! I am asking, where is this upper valley?" said He Mu angrily.

Du Wen was not polite, picked up the chopsticks, put a pier on the table, sandwiched a clear water peanut and said: "This Shanggu is a not big rich place, rich in silk, bamboo and jade, and it is close to the Thousand Fantasy Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles......"

"Thousand Illusion Mountain?" After hearing these words, Qian Er suddenly became excited, and a trace of red blood floated in his eyes.

"This son?" Du Wen obviously didn't expect that the name of a mountain could cause such a big reaction from Qian'er, it seems that these people are all outsiders, why did they come here and not know Qianhuan Mountain? Du Wen gritted his teeth silently.

"Are you evil? so excited?" He Mu said, seeing that Qian'er didn't react, his eyes looked straight at Du Wen, and he said to Du Wen: "His name is Qian'er, next to him is Hua Yuan, my name is He Mu!

Du Wen nodded and said, "That mountain is the Thousand Illusion Mountain!" Du Wen pointed to the mountain range outside the window that stretched out of the fog barrier. "Qian'er, I don't know why Qiangongzi is so excited?"

Qianer poured a glass of wine and tasted it carefully: "It's nothing, it's nothing...... It's just a wonderful name!"

Du Wen was silent, his eyes hooked Qian'er, and he kept thinking: "Qian'er? Qian'er...... Thousand surnames?...... More than 10 years ago, for some reason, everyone in Qianjia Village was buried in their own yards overnight! At that time, it caused a sensation, if it had been judged that this person had come from other places, common sense should have been very indifferent to Qianhuan Mountain, but he had such a big reaction, which shows that he knew that this mountain and reasoning like this, he should have something to do with Qianjia Village. In the blink of an eye, Du Wen had already deduced this several times.

Du Wen saw that Qian'er's reaction before and after was so different, and he also felt that Qian'er's concentration was firm, with his intuition of watching countless people for so many years, this person is a tiger cub in the deep mountains, an eagle eagle in a cliff thorn nest, and over time, he will become a hero.

"Little Er, where are you dead? Grandma's! I don't want to live anymore!" A bearded man at the door of the inn howled with a tiger's knife on his shoulder, and he was followed by a group of minions.

"Big ...... Uncle!" Xiao Er heard the sound and ran over tremblingly as if he heard an impermanent ghost asking for his life.

"Shouting you for so long, you died in your mother's house?" Before he finished speaking, the bearded black hand came down. Here, as soon as He Mu wanted to get up, he was instructed by Du Wen not to act rashly.

"Look at you, this turtle grandson! Ha Lu Ha ......" The big man's hand knife stopped at Xiao Er's face and didn't fight. Xiao Er was already so frightened that his eyes were closed, and his legs kept shaking.

"Ha Lu, Ha ......," Da Lu, who echoed several people behind the big man, laughed. "Where's your shopkeeper?" the big man looked over the counter and saw that there was no one there.

"Out of ...... Said that there was not much wine, and I went to the winery to transport wine!" Xiao Er's eyes opened slightly.

"Still stunned here, I have to hit you in the face, only to know how many people to greet you?" said the big man, and his hand was raised again.

"A few masters, please take a seat, take a seat! Good wine and food will come soon!" Xiao Er beckoned those people to a large table in the corner, and then ran into the back room like picking up a life. There was a loud laugh from the corner.

He Mu lowered his head and asked in a low voice. "All half-immortals, what are the origins of these people?"

"Young Master He, listen to Xiao Ke whisper!" Du Wen also lowered his voice, "These people are from the Haojian Sect!"

"Haojian Sect?" Qian'er and He Mu asked in unison, He Mu glared at Qian'er, and Qian'er smirked inside, as if to say, I'm sorry, lady, you come to ask.

"Childe may have come here for the first time, it is said that in this Thousand Illusion Mountain, there is a world of cultivating immortals, and there are many sects in it, and this Haojian Sect is one of them!"

Without waiting for Duwen to finish speaking, He Mu asked again: "The world of cultivating immortals?"

"In fact, it is a huge formation that isolates it from the world, and the people inside can enter and exit freely, but ordinary people don't know where it is, and they don't have the strength to enter it. To put it bluntly, it's a large phantom array!"

After hearing this, Qian'er silently thought in his heart: It turned out to be a phantom array, I thought they were talking about another spiritual realm!

"Haojian faction, it's better to shout and howl faction!" He Mu seemed to be a little angry, seeing the arrogance of those just now, he really didn't have a good impression of them.

"These people are the outer disciples of the Haojian Sect, and they can only use some introductory spells. So let them come here often to buy daily necessities, and if they meet someone with skills, they can win them over by the way!" Du Wen took a sip of water and said cautiously.