At night, Lingshan is still brightly lit like daytime.
Above Lingshan, there are twelve round-shaped moons hanging, like twelve dazzling lights, illuminating every grass and tree in the entire Lingshan Mountain.
The place that never sleeps is a portrayal of Lingshan.
But what makes people feel strange is that there seems to be a corner missing in the sky, but there is no light there, just like a perfect plate missing a corner, some of which are not enough.
"Why does it seem like a corner is missing there?"
Li Xuan asked casually.
He is now in the Songtao Pavilion in Lingshan, which is a place where Lingshan specially receives foreign monks.
It is called a hospitality place, but in fact, there are government restrictions everywhere around it, and dozens of secret wards are monitoring it. It is simply a disguised house arrest.
"Don't you know?"
The fat monk beside him yawned.
The fat monk was named Hu Bo, who came to Lingshan from the distant Haoran realm of the East.
He and Li Xuan both lived in Songtao Pavilion, and they got along after chatting for a few words.
According to him, he has been living in Lingshan for more than a month and has heard a lot of rumors.
"I'm just here today, how could I know?"
Li Xuan took out a wine pot from the Sumeru space, opened the plug and smelled the scent of wine.
When Hu Bo heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Come on, it's okay anyway, let's have a drink."
Li Xuan took out two more wine glasses and poured Hu Bo one.
Hu Bo took the wine glass happily, sniffed it greedily before saying admiration: "What a good wine! There is no such good wine in Haoran!"
When he drank a full cup, his eyes narrowed into slits and praised him repeatedly.
Li Xuan poured Hu Bo another cup, then asked slowly: "I don't know what the missing corner in the sky is all about. Please give me advice from Brother Hu."
Hu Bo looked around and looked mysterious, and lowered his voice and said, "Do you know the Thirteen Yings of Lingshan?"
"Of course I know."
Li Xuan nodded.
He not only knew, but also killed one of them.
"The bright light in the sky is said to be the natal light of the thirteen heroes of Lingshan when they were transformed into gods. They were originally thirteen, which just shone the entire Lingshan.
When I came, there were still thirteen lamps in the sky, but one fell a few days ago!"
Hu Bo Road.
Seeing Li Xuan being impressed by hearing this, Hu Bo said again: "The one who fell was Ji Huazi, the last one among the thirteen heroes.
I heard that he is also a powerful god-transforming man. God knows which zombies along the way are so powerful that they actually killed him."
Hu Bo said that he was spitting everywhere, but he didn't know that the murderer was sitting in front of him.
When Li Xuan heard this, he realized that the missing light in the sky was related to him and couldn't help but feel silent.
Hu Bo said as he drank five or six cups in a row, his eyes becoming a little confused.
The wine is called "Lovers' Incest". After the wine is brewed, it is soaked with several herbs, which is extremely powerful.
An ordinary Nascent Soul monk would get drunk after drinking a few cups, and Hu Bo couldn't stand it after drinking several cups.
"Brother Hu, let's take a break early."
Li Xuan looked up at the twelve bright lamps and smiled.
"I...I won't sleep..." Hu Bo didn't finish his sentence, and the man had already fallen on the chair, saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he fell asleep like this.
“Brother Hu?
Brother Hu?"
Li Xuan called out twice, but Hu Bo didn't say a word.
Li Xuan raised his lips slightly and drew a talisman array on the stone table in front of him.
After a moment, the talisman array was completed. After a flash, a sound that was exactly like Li Xuan came from it.
"Brother Hu, I'll give you another cup."
It is incredible that a talisman array can actually simulate human voices.
Even the most knowledgeable monks can hardly imagine such a mysterious method.
Hu Bo was sleeping soundly, but when he heard this, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly and said, "Good wine, your wine is so delicious. I need to drink a few more glasses."
He said, but his body was still sleeping soundly. Could it be that he could not speak in his sleep?
I heard Li Xuan's voice sounding again in the talisman array, and I kept talking to Hu Bo in his sleep.
If I only listen to the conversation, no one would have thought that this was a talisman formation and a sleeping monk talking to.
It turns out that the lover Hu Bo drank was drunk and there was a herb called "Songshou" that was soaked.
This vocal worm is a kind of alien insect that grows in remote places in the Xiao Qianxian Realm. It often simulates human voices and conversations with people.
The lover dissolved the vocal insects in his drunkenness, and remained in Hu Bo's body, making him unconsciously make a sound and talk to the talisman array.
It sounds like the two of them are having a good conversation.
"Brother Hu, just have to worry about chatting a little more."
After the arrangement was made, Li Xuan did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, he carefully set up two small formations beside Hu Bo, and then he jumped and disappeared into Songtao Pavilion.
By the time he appeared again, Li Xuan was already outside Songtao Pavilion.
Not far from him, a monk in a bush listened to everything in Songtao Pavilion.
There was a thick notebook and a pen in front of him, and the stroke was floating in the air, automatically recording the sound from Songtao Pavilion on the notebook, and not even a word was missed.
"Just listen here."
Li Xuan's figure gradually blurred.
Even though the light above his head was as bright as day, he could still hide in the surrounding scenery.
Unless it is deliberately observed, it is almost impossible to distinguish his existence with the naked eye.
“Huh?”
The monks who were monitoring Songtao Pavilion seemed to hear something and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at it.
He looked around and sensed nothing except a slight stroking wind.
"Are you too tired..." The monk rubbed his eyes and listened carefully to the conversation in Songtao Pavilion.
But he didn't know that the two objects he was watching were already asleep, and the other had just walked past him.
Li Xuan's sneaking and hiding technique is even more amazing. When used, it seems to melt in the void. He once relied on this incredible ability to avoid Ji Huazi's search. Now he is walking on Lingshan again.
It's like entering a state of no one.
Although the mechanism is filled with every inch of land, Li Xuan is strolling in the garden as if he is in his own backyard.
No matter the talisman formation was filled with murderous intent, Li Xuan was leisurely and careless and disdainful.
The restrictions that were reflected in their eyes were all dangerous, but Li Xuan was the Daluo Golden Immortal in his previous life. Even the ancient talisman array that sealed the remains could not block him, and these restrictions were even more worth mentioning.
Li Xuan felt very exciting when he was wandering among countless traps like a ghost.
He is born to love adventure and likes to walk on the blade.
The more he is in such a dangerous environment, the more he can concentrate and realize his unprecedented potential.
It's like finding a small poem in the sword bush, chanting it gently, and there is a limit of leisure in danger.