Way of Choices

On the top of the cold mountain, a piece of Bihu is deep and unknown, even though the surroundings are extremely cold, the lake still emits fog.

In the mountain cliffs and wild grasses, some stones of different sizes can be seen everywhere. Of course, more stones are still immersed in the lake water, some sink to the bottom of the lake, and some show sharp corners. The dragon crane flying to spend the summer stood on it, combing feathers comfortably.

This lake is Tianchi, which is made up of hot springs that come from nowhere. These stones are the heavenly stones. They fell from the sky in the early days of the ancient times. Although they are not like the stone tablets in the Tianshuling, they have been worshipped by thousands of people for generations, but in the remote cold mountains, they live more at ease and get more wild fun.

An old man was sitting on a rock by the lake with his eyes closed, as if basking in the sun.

In the pavilion behind the stone, at least hundreds of deacons and subordinates did not make any sound.

Tianji Pavilion is always the most famous and mysterious place on the mainland.

The various lists issued here are the most fair and objective, highly authoritative, no one has ever dared to question, and they have enjoyed great prestige in the world, and they also operate various chambers of commerce, and their tentacles have penetrated everywhere, even those ordinary people, No one knows the name of Tianji Pavilion, but few people know where it is.

But for the big figures in the upper levels of the spiritual circle, the location of the Tianji Pavilion is never a secret.

Tianji Pavilion has countless industries, countless manor houses on the mainland, and even has more than 20 famous mountains to think of the Dong Mansion.

Tianji Pavilion is where the old Tianji lives.

The old man by the lake is the old man of heaven.

When he closed his eyes to recuperate, of course everyone in Hanshan must remain quiet.

Suddenly, the old man of Tianji opened his eyes.

His vicissitudes and wise eyes were full of shock. He is the head of all directions, the realm of power is high and unspeakable, and he is particularly good at deducing calculations. Is there anything in this world that can escape his eyes? Is there anything that will surprise him?

The old man of Tianji raised his right hand without hesitation and went towards the mists on the water of Tianchi.

A light, tenacious breath came from his fingertips to the surface of the lake and instantly disturbed the fog.

In the surging fog, a lot of pictures appeared faintly.

Those pictures reflected in his eyes and turned into fragments of countless thoughts.

"So what happened?"

"Why did you leave the old town of Xue and come to Hanshan for an adventure?"

"How can you hide my eyes? Black robe... is it you?"

"The North and the South join together, and the Demon Race will of course try to destroy it, but there is no reason that you came in person, not to mention here and why?"

"Thousands of years ago, you were seriously injured by Zhou Du|fu, and you have been hiding in the old snow town since then. It was black robe designed to surround Su Li. You can only help with the night dome, but you dare not step out of the old snow town. Step, is not afraid of being injured by Su Li's outbreak, then why do you dare to leave Snow Old Town today?"

"There are only two reasons why you can leave the old city of Snow. One is that you have been injured, and the second is that you have found a way to cure the old injuries."

"That method is in the cold mountains at this time?"

"who is it?"

"It's him?"

"What treasure is he carrying? Or do you just want to kill him?"

"Why did Tianhai want me to visit him? What connection did these two have?"

"What's the matter... I haven't even seen it?"

"Chen Changsheng, who are you?"

"If you want to kill Chen Changsheng, why don't you do it on the way, but you want to come to Hanshan? Understand, it's because Mao Qiuyu and the King of Linghai accompanied them all the way. It may even be possible for the pope to let them carry the treasure of the national religion with you. Worried about being dragged on by them... You are worried that this is a bureau we arranged."

"After that event, whether it is you or us, everything looks like a game."

"So you choose to kill Chen Changsheng in Hanshan, as long as you can hide me."

"However, you didn't expect that Liu Qing and Xiao De would see through ahead of time and you must fight for so much time."

"Then, it depends on how I choose."

Countless thoughts are born in the mind of the old Tianji, countless calculations are carried out at the same time, and countless subtle breaths condense into the picture in the sea.

A lightning flashed above the clouds, and a ray of morning fog scattered in front of the light. In a very short time, he thought about so many things.

At the same time, his fingers tremble slightly in the lake breeze, tearing out countless channels in the mist on the water.

A powerful breath that could not be described in words covered the entire Tianchi.

Countless stones left the grass, left the cliff, left the lake, and flew into the sky.

The water of the lake was flowing, grass clippings and mud rustled, and the lake was disturbed.

In the sky at the top of Hanshan Mountain and even in the far distance, there are stones floating everywhere.

Each stone is a black dot, and there is an invisible line between the two black dots. Innumerable lines are woven into a net.

This large net made of stone covers the place where Hanshan is four hundred and four hundred miles away.

The middle-aged scholar was inside.

However, the anxiety in the eyes of the elderly Tianji did not diminish, but became more profound.

Until this moment, he still could not figure it out. What could Chen Changsheng's body lead this man away from the snow old city to come here to take risks.

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The snow in the mountain road slowly fell, and the clouds covered the peaks, as if at night, the sound of tears faintly came from far away.

Chen Changsheng didn't know that it was countless sky stones floating in the sky, turning the entire cold mountain into a prison cage.

His spirit is entirely in the middle-aged scholar by the stream.

At the next moment, his eyes met the eyes of middle-aged scholars.

As a thunder thundered in his head, his face was paler, without any blood.

Snow can hide all colors, and only blood can produce colors.

He had already guessed who the middle-aged scholar was. At this time, he understood the information in the other party's line of sight and knew the intention of the other party.

The ending he will usher later is not death, but a more terrible ending than death.

From the night in the old temple many years ago, the ending he was most afraid of.

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Dark clouds converged on top of the peaks, and night came.

Mao Qiuyu and the King of Linghai gave birth at the same time, and looked up into the mountains, his expression suddenly became very dignified.

"It doesn't work if things get too big."

Mao Qiuyu withdrew his eyes and stared at the King of Linghai. His eyes were extremely sharp, his sleeves moved without wind, and his hand seemed to hold something in his sleeve.

King Linghai's face was unusually ugly, and he snorted: "It has nothing to do with me!"

The aberrations in the cold mountains really have nothing to do with the king of Linghai. As Chen Changsheng and others deduced, as the strongest competitor of the next generation of Pope, Xiao De’s trouble on the mountain road is indeed an arrangement between him and some people behind the scenes, but where can he get this film? Night?

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(At eight o'clock in the next chapter.)

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