The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

The next moment, he was completely surrounded by white mist, and he couldn't see the mountain road or Ling Xiao.

In the dark, a force lay in front of him, as if blocking his downward steps.

If Huandang Mountain is conscious, then it should be asking: "Are you really going to abandon this world?"

Lin Shu thought about it, but he couldn't give up.

I had a bad life in my previous life, so I want to escape far away and go to a place where there are no people.

For some reason, the people he met in this life didn't have any malice towards him. He even had Yue Ruohe, who could be called acquaintance, and a rich woman.

If you live like this all the time, it seems not bad.

He just goes with the flow, accepting whether the people around him are malicious or kind.

Lin Shu continued to go down. Although the resistance has always existed, it can only be regarded as an obstruction. If you really want to go down, it will be completely useless.

Another step, the world is spinning, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Lin Shu stepped on the real mountain road, all the white mist around him dissipated, and he left the Tongtian Steps.

He felt that the Tongtian Step was really miraculous.

Reading people's thinking through the soul, and then making judgments, is something that modern technology cannot do.

It is said that the subsequent Wanzhang Maze and Linglong Cave are also very miraculous. Moreover, the Tongtian Step and Wanzhang Maze are not made by manpower, and there is no formation method, they are purely natural - all the miracles on them are attributed to the way of heaven.

Such a mountain was used as a cram school for the young disciples of Immortal Dao, and it was really a big deal.

Lin Shu looked back, and saw that the place where he came was a layer of white mist barrier, and with his incredible effort, someone else came out.

After a few more breaths, Ling Xiao stepped out of the white mist, saw him, walked up to him, and said, "You surprised me too much."

Lin Shu continued to feel ashamed.

Because Xianyu was too righteous, he was released by Tongtianjie. It is really not pleasant to say this.

Ling Xiao said again: "However, the Dao is three thousand, as long as you can walk out of the Heaven-reaching Rank, it is the right way to cultivate immortals, and you don't need to be entangled."

Cousin, what's the matter with you.

Is it Mr. Meng's upper body?

After thinking about it, Ling Xiao studied martial arts in an outside school, not from the Shangling Academy, and he should have never met Mr. Meng, so he spoke like this entirely because of his kind nature.

It can be seen that although the cousin looks very similar to the eldest lady, his personality is very different. The eldest lady's temper is not determined by genes.

Ling Xiao said: "Let's go."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

Going up the mountain road, I walked countless steps, and finally saw a stone carving on the mountain wall, with the word "magic" written on it.

Ahead is a sea of ​​white mist, which is the so-called "maze of ten thousand zhang".

Lin Shu read the book given by the eldest lady before, and knew that there are two kinds of illusions in this world. The first one needs to be broken by strength, relying on formations or psychedelic drugs. To fall into this illusion, one needs to concentrate and find the eye of the formation—— Usually it is a flaw in the illusion, if it is destroyed, the illusion will collapse.The second is to break it with the heart. Those who fall into the illusion will see the obstacles in the state of the cultivation path-or the demons in the heart, and then be trapped by the demons, and it is difficult to escape.Only by overcoming the inner demons and having a change in mood can one leave the environment.

Huandang Mountain is a fairy mountain connected to heaven, if it is the first kind of illusion, it would be too faceless, so it is naturally the second.

Stepping into the maze, some people will return to the most difficult place in their life, some will fall into the gentle land in their dreams, and some will have both, and some, one ring after another, illusion after illusion, in short, it is the tempering of the state of mind .

Disciples who come to Huandang Mountain generally have two purposes. One is for cultivation. This kind of disciples often stay in Tongtian Rank and Wanzhang Maze for a long time to sharpen their cultivation and state of mind. The other is to pass through Tongtian Rank and Wanzhang Maze. , Linglong Cave, came to Futian Immortal Palace, met the guardian of the mountain, and obtained the peerless treasure in the Immortal Palace.

Lin Shu is undoubtedly the second type.

Ling Xiao seemed to be aware of this, and said: "You and I each fight quickly, and if someone comes out first, we will wait outside the fog."

Lin Shu hesitated a little.

He knows what his demons are.

That was really not pleasant. Ever since he knew the existence of the Wanzhang Maze, he had thought about how to crack it, but he never came up with a perfect solution.

About the time I went back to school, I came to the suffocating classroom, and saw the steaming crowd again, and the mocking laughter full of malice.

He said: "I may take longer."

"It's okay," Ling Xiao said, "I also wanted to say this just now. You have a pure mind, and fantasy is not a problem, but I may not."

Lin Shu looked at him.

Although the time we spent together was very short, the cousin's character has been revealed undoubtedly - Lin Shu thinks he is a very chic and clean person.

Does such a person also have demons?

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Lin Shu looked away obediently, walked into the sea of ​​fog, and seemed to hear Ling Xiao laughing in his ear.

Walking forward, he heard the sound of traffic.

In a trance, it seemed like a distant dream.

Lin Shu woke up.

It was too late yesterday to memorize the sword manual, and I couldn't help dozing off during class. I could vaguely remember something like ancient times. A group of people were learning immortals on the mountain, and there was a very beautiful but bad-tempered person.

Lin Shu rubbed his face to wake himself up, looked forward, and tried to keep up with the math teacher's train of thought.

My location is too remote, this doze off was not noticed by the teacher.

Today, a little girl from another school came to the class and sat in the first row.

His heart jumped suddenly, this scene seemed familiar.

On the day when a girl transferred to the class, what happened to him?

He looked at his desk.

Empty, only an exercise book.

Indeed, on this day, they hid their schoolbags between classes.

This kind of thing has happened many times, and the hiding places are all kinds of strange, from the broom pile to outside the window sill.

Lin Shu didn't know why these people could always enjoy watching him rummage through his schoolbag.

After class, he left his seat,

Not in the broom pile, not outside the window sill, not anywhere in sight.

He vaguely felt those excited and malicious gazes, and felt nauseous.

And when he was standing blankly in the middle of the aisle, someone suddenly tugged on his sleeve.

Then, a ball of paper was gently stuffed into his hand.

He turned his head, and it was the new little girl who smiled kindly at himself.

Lin Shu was startled, thinking that such a smile is the most beautiful expression that can be formed by human facial features.

He opened the note in his hand, and wrote a few words crookedly inside, "The schoolbag is on the cabinet in front of the first row".

No one had ever treated him like this before, ever.

Lin Shu stepped on the bench, and saw that there were indeed schoolbags on the top of the bookcase. The cabinet was high, and the top was just a blind spot of sight.

He took back his schoolbag, walked into the aisle, and looked at the girl.

According to the rules of getting along with people, he should thank her.

But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything, something stuck in his throat, once he opened his mouth, the feeling of wanting to vomit crept up again.

He has not spoken to outsiders for too long, and he dare not speak.

The little girl looked at him with kind eyes at first, but when she saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she became puzzled.

Lin Shu's heart beat a few times, but he still couldn't say anything.

He felt embarrassed, as if staying in her presence a little longer would reveal more embarrassment.

He had no choice but to run away.

He finally knew that he was such a person.

Even if he looks exactly like everyone else, he will never blend in with the crowd.

This suffocating, quagmire-like life was his fault, not anyone else's.

However, he also wanted to say thank you to that girl.

He... also thought about having friends.

He returned to his position, with a sore pain stuck in his throat, he lowered his head to read, but couldn't read.

When being bullied, he just wanted to throw up.

But this time, he wanted to cry.

This is his demon.