Dust roots [comprehension]

There are small villages, and the semicircular barrier is clearly visible.

The road to Yingshan Lake is hidden among the vegetation, shadowy and winding, extending to the foot of the mountain.

And the road leading to the back mountain in the village has also become longer, all the way up, with a white stone gate as the boundary, the dirt road turns into bluestone steps, and after the bluestone steps go up, there is a huge platform, and at the end of the platform is another Shimen, this stone gate is much more magnificent than the one below.

Behind this stone gate is another platform, which is also larger and more imposing than the platform below.

After the second platform, the road no longer extends upwards, but instead diverges around, connecting different sub-peaks.And the main peak is far away, and there is a palace on the top of the peak.

The secondary peaks are guarded, and the main peak soars to the sky. The positions of each peak imply the coexistence of two appearances. The architectural styles of each peak are different, and they are connected by the five elements and eight trigrams.

Very typical fairy gate arrangement.

The location of Yingshan Lake is usually the place where various sects set up markets, and it is the first checkpoint in front of the mountain gate.

The mountains rising from the ground are lush and lush, with hazy water vapor. Under the sky, the green is moist, like a misty fairy.

The buildings behind the mountain gate are also shining brightly. They don't look like relics that have been buried underground for thousands of years.

The valley became a peak, no longer a gloomy place to raise corpses, the pile of bones did not know where they went, and at the same time, Song Huaichen was also missing.

Ever since Song Huaichen went into the cave, Lu Tingyun has been staring at Song Huaichen with a good eye.

However, with the valleys becoming mountains and the vicissitudes of life changing, Lu Tingyun was lost after all.

"Where's the senior who went down?" Someone asked Lu Tingyun one step ahead.

No one knew where Song Huaichen had gone. Someone made a gesture and raised his hand to point to the main peak: "His position at that time should be there now."

There are countless treasures hidden in the Wuxiang Hall, and no one in the Wuxiang Hall can record all the things in the hall. Song Huaichen, the keeper of the temple, knows even more that even keeping a catalog is almost an impossible task.

But Wuxiang Hall is a place to sell things, so of course you have to sell things. If you want to sell things, you have to know the origin of the things, and the origins are engraved on the treasure seal.

With the keel in hand, another illusion unfolded, Song Huaichen was not surprised at all.

This is what he is familiar with, and it makes him feel so familiar.

"Siyu Black Dragon, this is the part of the rib closest to its heart." In the picture, a hand turned the keel over and showed it, "As a keel, it is nothing special, but its owner is the last natural bred Dragon—being born as a dragon, not the kind transformed into a snake dragon, can be regarded as having special meaning, and the asking price can be higher.”

"Things are rare and precious, and Wuxiang Temple may not be sold, and it will be the treasure of the town store for a period of time. The black dragon died, but the soul still exists. After a few years, if he comes to ask for it, return it to him and make a deal." Long, it’s worth more than any money you make.”

The familiar process has a strange unfolding.

"The above are all clichés, if you can find this bone, it means that you are definitely not in Wuxiang Temple." The voice in the screen said, "Because I made a bet with my friend, I threw this keel into the mortal world. I came here not only for the ending, but also for the future."

The screen flickered suddenly, the keel moved away, and a face bumped into it.

Song Huaichen took a step back abruptly.

White hair and black eyes, that was the face he saw in Ah Wan's eyes.

The person in the picture looked at Song Huaichen: "Do you have the same face as mine?"

"If yes, then I have some unfortunate news. You have lost your memory, Song Huaichen." The white-haired man raised his lips, seeming to find it very amused, "You forgot that you are me."

Message paper cranes and sound-transmitting talismans flew up one after another. The monks reported the changes in Xihuang back to the sect, and then descended from the sky, bypassing the village of Yingshan Lake. The expressions on their faces were tense. What's interesting is that they all held sticks and weapons in their hands. Only then did a monk laugh and said, "They think they can beat us this way?"

He laughed at the mortal who was holding the farm tools, but he didn't expect that a huge pressure would come under his hood at the next moment, pushing down all the Yukong monks from the sky and onto the ground beyond the first mountain gate.

There is a boundary tablet outside the mountain gate, with the words "Wanshuo Mountain" written on it.

Within the sect, outsiders are not allowed to control the sky, this is the rule, and you can't blame others if you are knocked down from the sky.

The cultivators put away their magical artifacts and looked at each other: "Go up?"

Lu Tingyun put the sword back into its sheath: "Go up."

Lu Tingyun stepped on the first bluestone steps, thinking of Song Huaichen.

The appearance of the mountains was sudden and fast. The Lihuo Barrier formed by everyone was vulnerable, and the monks around couldn't even escape. After all, Song Huaichen was made of flesh and blood. He was so close and there was nowhere to hide. Will he be injured? , will it hurt badly?It's all unknown.

Stepping on the second step, Lu Tingyun realized that he wasn't worried at all. Song Huaichen was unfathomable and always unexpected, but there was a mountain, and it wasn't someone chasing him, so he was probably safe.

After reaching the third step, a terrified voice suddenly came from behind: "Really Lu! Seniors! You, you look back!"

Hearing the sound, Lu Tingyun turned his head, and saw a monk pointing his hand diagonally downwards. It was the shady side of Yingshan Lake, and there was a deep mountain depression.

The white dots in the col are not stones, but skulls.

Looking up along this mountain depression, looking behind the dangerous peak that cannot be climbed by manpower and covered by green trees, it is densely white.

The Baigu Mountain in the water pool appeared behind the dangerous peak of Yingshan Lake, and the black fire was burning faintly, trickling out along the water overflowing from the cracks in the bones, and disappeared inexplicably when it trickled into the mountain depression—not so much extinguished , more like melting in water.The water in the col eventually flows into Yingshan Lake.

People in Yingshan Lake use Yingshan Lake water for food.

Lu Tingyun instantly felt his throat itch. The water Song Huaichen used for cooking and the water he used for washing dishes was also water from Yingshan Lake.

He clearly remembered that, relying on his cultivation and not being restricted by the village barrier, he had been to the water source. At that time, there were no skulls in the mountain depression, and the clear water reflected the sunlight quietly, giving him a pleasant appearance of stability in this world.

He suddenly thought of Song Huaichen again, Song Huaichen cooks but doesn't eat, does he know that the water in the lake is different?

No matter what was on his mind, Lu Tingyun couldn't say it out: "Keep going."

The mountain road is winding and long, and it doesn't take much time for a monk's footsteps. The second mountain gate is already in front of us.

Seen from a close distance, the mountain gate is even more majestic.

But there is a plaque hanging on the towering and imposing mountain gate, which reads the four characters "Returning to the garden and living in the field".

"It seems... there is no mountain protection formation?" Liu Qingyan tested it with the scabbard.

Her voice overlapped with Lu Tingyun's "Excuse me", and the man had already stepped forward when she stretched out the scabbard.

He passed through the mountain gate safely and steadily, and when he stepped on the white platform, he felt his feet sink slightly. Looking down, the white platform was covered with a layer of snow-like jade shavings.

A majestic voice sounded from the air: "Look east for objects, west for people, and go to the main peak for death."

The monk looked at the east and west sides, and there was a stone step leading to the side peaks. The trees were green, the clouds were misty, and the path disappeared into a blur. The wild beast, a strong sense of danger came through the clouds.

On the contrary, the main hall on the main peak is towering and majestic. Although it feels oppressive, it is upright.

So most monks didn't believe what they heard: "The east and west sides are hidden behind clouds and mist, who knows what will be encountered on the road? Why not go up to the main peak?"

"Pindao sees this place as a small secret place. What is said in the sky may not be true, or there may be suspicions. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't catch tiger cubs. If you are above the main peak on the poor way."

It was Lu Tingyun who split the aura with his sword and rescued all the monks from the cave. Among the monks present, he was also the one with the highest cultivation level, so everyone turned their attention to him.

However, Lu Tingyun said that he was going west: "I'm looking for someone. Everyone do what you want."

As he said he was about to go west, Liu Qingyan hesitated, but did not follow: "Senior brother Lu, I'm going to explore the east."

Lu Tingyun stopped for a while, said "be careful", and continued to walk west.

Liu Qingyan saw that his purpose was clear, so she didn't say much, but the people next to her said: "Really Lu, if that senior came here like us, I'm afraid he heard what he just said. I think he is most likely to go to the main peak. Why don't you come with us?"

For a moment, Lu Tingyun felt that the cultivator who spoke was ungrateful.

The reason why the monk would stay is because Lu Tingyun has the highest level of cultivation, and walking with him is the most secure.But since the junior sisters of the same clan don't speak anymore, why should this monk who doesn't belong to the same clan and even an unknown monk say such things?

Annoyed emotions were deeply buried, and Lu Tingyun had a gentle expression on his face, showing an excellent manner. He turned to the monk and said, "My fellow Taoist, you should know that when I left the Guiyi sect, I was poisoned by a gu Poison, now I have not only removed the Gu poison, but also improved my cultivation by luck, not by strength, but by luck. When faced with choices many times, I followed my intuition, and I was able to come to this day alive."

"This time, I will not go against my will."

The quite clear refusal made the monk who asked to stay hesitate: "Really Lu feels that the main peak is in danger, do you believe what you just said?"

This time Lu Tingyun didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the west: "No matter how dangerous it is, I will find him."