Look forward to where the thorns fall, turn back to the gentle country.
Staring at the three figures disappearing into the vast sky, Zhou Yeqing couldn't help but feel warm in his heart as he held the gift from Ning Yin tightly in his hands. Ever since he separated from his mother, he had been living in the open air. When he met Gillian,
But it only brought her more misfortune. He had just entered this world for the first time, and he was actually frightened in his heart.
He put the strange stone into his arms and patted it as if he was worried. After everything was ready, he walked towards Laojun Mountain.
Zhou Yeqing walked towards the mountain. When he got closer, he realized that it was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly realized that he had been to the foot of this mountain before when he was in the Shadow Realm.
However, the appearance of the two is somewhat different, and presumably, after all, it is just a shadow, so it makes sense that there is some difference from the real body.
Zhou Yeqing looked around and finally settled on a place. It was a place at the foot of the mountain where the trees were slightly sparse. It looked like a road, but it was covered by trees. It was just shallow compared to the surrounding area.
"Since it happens once every ten years, this must be the way the predecessors went up the mountain." Looking at the light-colored bushes, Zhou Yeqing thought to himself. While thinking about it, he started to see the rise of the small bushes a few feet away.
, all green, among the trees, mixed with some purple-black shrubs, knee-length and with wooden thorns on them. Zhou Yeqing raised his energy and wanted to fiddle with it. As soon as he stretched out his hand to press the shrubs, he was startled back.
, that wooden thorn was unusual, it actually ignored the strong energy and could pierce the flesh directly. Looking at the bloody hole in his palm, he immediately became troubled.
"This branch is so weird and sharp. If I really walked on it, I would be covered in blood holes. Not to mention going up the mountain to learn skills, I would probably finish it halfway up the mountain."
Zhou Yeqing took a few steps back and began to look around again. He wanted to find another way out, but as soon as the idea came to his mind, he suddenly trembled and his eyes froze. When he came back to his senses, the surroundings had changed.
"What are you doing...?" With doubts in his eyes, there was only one way in front of him at this moment. Zhou Yeqing didn't know why, and looked around, only to find that except for the front and back, there was no other way.
Everywhere is covered in black mist.
"Isn't it? I'm in trouble again?" With a bitter look on his face, Zhou Yeqing really felt like a poor wild boar at this moment, either falling into a trap or on the way to falling into a trap.
He looked around again, and finally his eyes fell on the back. There was a gap behind, as if there was a door, a door full of light, a door full of hope. The halo outside the door fell, compared with the darkness inside.
In stark contrast, there is no doubt that that is the right choice. "When you step through that door, you will have comfort and hope." Zhou Yeqing suddenly had such an idea in his heart. The emergence of this idea made the future more exciting.
Horrifyingly, the purple-black shrub that was originally knee-high began to twist, like the wind and a demon, growing wantonly. The originally green trees around it quickly became dim, and under Zhou Yeqing's gaze, withered and decayed. Finally,
No more traces.
"Ah...this..." The sudden change also made Zhou Yeqing confused. He retreated uncontrollably, and fear grew in his heart. He did not dare to face it, and he wanted to escape.
.
He walked back a little dejectedly. He was like a deserter who abandoned his armor and fled away from the battlefield that belonged to him. He was actually not far from the door full of warmth. It was very close. It was only a few steps away, or it could not be said that he was there.
The distance between a thought. Just as he was about to retreat to the door, he stopped breathing heavily and looked back, only to see that the purple-black thorn tree had grown into a force, reaching the sky, and its body was twisting continuously.
Like a long swallowing snake.
Zhou Yeqing's body and mind have been taken over by fear. He just wants to leave this place. But the thorn trees seem unwilling to let him go. They want him to fall down forever.
Countless thorny wood snakes came towards Zhou Yeqing, as if the sound of snakes spitting out their cores was in his ears. He walked away like a fallen flag. At this moment, the snake letter had already grown in Zhou Yeqing's heart.
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Above Yunshan, in front of the main hall.
"Guan Changsheng has still been hiding in the shadow world for so many years. He really shouldn't die." An old man sitting at the head of the hall looked at the three people below him with some emotion.
"What you did was not wrong, and there is no need to blame yourself too much. His remaining soul has its own fate." "Get up." The old man at the head said again.
After Li Wanrong and the other two heard what they said, they stood up and stood on both sides of the hall, at the head of the disciples. After the old man finished speaking, his eyes looked to one side of the hall, a little sternly.
"Junior brother Mo Xuan, you are here with us, can you bring her back with you?"
Hearing the sound, a person on the futon looked towards the front seat with a dark expression. It was the second elder Mo Xuan who was looking for Huang Qing'er before.
"Senior brother, I didn't bring him back."
The leader didn't say anything, but made slight gestures. When Li Wanrong and others saw this, they understood, bowed and bowed, and exited the hall. As the disciples exited the hall, there were four figures in the hall at this time, including two men.
A woman. In terms of dress, she is no different from the first one.
Mo Xuan recounted all the previous encounters. Several people in the hall were sitting on futons, holding fingerprints on their hands, sitting quietly. However, when they heard what happened to Mo Xuan, their faces were also shaken.
"Is it Xuanzong again?" After hearing this, the leader's voice was deep and he didn't know what he meant. "If his Six Paths Samsara Chess is really what you said, a single chess piece has such power, I'm afraid he has a golden lotus attached to him."
When several people in the hall heard what the old man at the head said, they all loosened their grip and retreated from their immersion.
"Senior brother, do you really think so?" Someone asked under Mo Xuan.
"Junior Brother Mo Xuan is taking Wentianji with him this time. I believe you all know what Wentianji's magical power is."
When the man heard this, he was speechless for a moment. As a member of the sect, he naturally knew the secret of asking the sky. It is said that the founder of the Song Sect, Cong Yiren, obtained the secret of asking the sky in the place where the chaos was torn apart.
, and through Wentianji, he selected this place as the foundation to establish the Songzong sect and spread its branches. For thousands of years, Wentianji has protected the Songzong through countless crises, and the Songzong has also used this to maintain its long-lasting incense and continues to this day.
"If he can really compete with Wentianji, maybe that person is really..." Such thoughts flashed through the minds of several people in the hall, and for a while, their hearts grew dark.
"Okay, even if Xuanzong is powerful, I, the Songzong, are not people who want to be merciless. We are not afraid of him." Seeing the silence of several people in the hall, the leader said calmly.
"Senior brother, how is the leader?" After a moment of silence, a female voice came out. "Senior brother, the leader is still in retreat, repairing the gaps that were broken in the past. There is no news." After receiving the answer, the female voice seemed to have expected it.
, no more questions.
"Because we are new disciples, there have been a lot of outsiders coming to the mountain recently, and there is a mix of good and bad. You must be careful not to cause trouble, and don't lose your etiquette."
"Yes, senior brother." Several people stood up and responded.
"Then let's stop today's discussion." "Oh, by the way, have any of you seen Lao Wu in the past few days?"
The hearts of the three people sitting there were blank. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they looked at each other. The old man in the first seat felt his head grow bigger again, his snow-white beard trembled again and again, and he let out a sigh of relief.