This mountain is not small, and in the roar, it moved lumberingly, and stones kept falling and rolled to the ground.
Everyone set up a barrier and dodged left and right.
The falling rocks rolled for a long time before they stopped, and then, as if conscious, they continued to follow the mountain secret realm with difficulty.
The secret realm moved slowly at first, moving little by little, rubbing the ground cumbersomely, like a toddler, then it gradually became faster, and the boulders on the bottom rolled up, pushing it all forward, Those clunky falling rocks couldn't catch up.
The falling rocks became anxious, one hit one another, and rolled behind them, like a rock with a long tail.
In front of this big mountain, everyone is as small as a mayfly.
Lian Qin jumped to the front of the secret realm of the giant mountain, slammed the guqin in his hand, and slammed it on the ground again.
The dust and gravel rose, and a large pit was smashed out of the ground. The spiritual power was transmitted to the ground along the guqin, and a high wall of earth and stones was stirred up in front of the secret realm.
The secret realm was blocked for a while, and it hit the high wall with a bang, but it didn't break. It staggered a bit, paused for a moment in place, and the falling rocks from behind hit it one after another, spun around, and then, as if very happy, one by one, it stuck back to the mountain.
Shen Zhixian looked at Lianqin with a complicated look, and then at the piano in Lianqin's hand - isn't this piano used to play it together
Aware of his sight, Lian Qin glanced back at him, took the Qin back and hugged her, calmly: "Time is running out, just hit it off."
Only then did Shen Zhixian realize that his qin was still a stringless qin: "..."
Where is the guqin! This is actually a hammer!
However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the secret realm of the mountain gathered all its strength again and slammed into the high wall!
The earth wall that had been solidified and solidified by spiritual power was squeaked by it, and after a while, countless cracks were cracked, and the rustling shattered.
The crowd could not stop it, they could only create obstacles for it like Lianqin, dig pits and build walls, but this was of no use.
Seeing it roll faster and farther away, Shen Zhixian gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt of the sword.
With the spiritual power running through the sword, he shouted in a deep voice, "Shuanghui!"
Feeling the black air lingering on the secret realm of the mountain, the long-restless Shuanghui Sword Spirit let out a clear howl and rose into the air. Under the urging of Shen Zhixian, it exuded a cold sword intent and hung high on the top of the mountain.
The sword spirit looks the same as the real sword, only slightly smaller, more transparent, and even more insignificant on the top of the mountain. However, it has a very strong sense of oppression, and the secret realm of the mountain begins to tremble, and more gravels fall on the mountain.
Yan Jin waved his hand to reinforce the barrier for Shen Zhixian, protecting him firmly so that he could concentrate on controlling Shuanghui Sword Spirit. The others probably realized something, and concentrated on blocking the falling stones for Shen Zhixian.
In the face of danger, do not move, and the heart of the sword should be like a rock.
Shen Zhixian took a deep breath, he communicated with the sword spirit, his spiritual power flowed, and when he flipped his wrist, he slammed the long sword into the ground: "Shuanghui-falling!"
The sword spirit of Shuanghui burst out with great power, the whole body glowed, the sword intent condensed into a sharp blade, and together with itself, it fell unstoppably straight down—
The trend of Dashan Secret Realm's progress suddenly stopped.
Watching the small but powerful Shuanghui Sword Spirit penetrate the entire mountain, straight through the middle of it, and nailed to the ground!
The mountain secret realm seemed to be angry, and it made a low muffled rumbling sound, like a dull thunder from a distance, but no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't take a step forward.
Shen Zhixian closed his eyes slightly, and his hands trembled almost invisible when he retracted the sword and sheathed it. After calming down, he said: "Shuanghui can't settle it for too long, now it's going in or out, what should I do?"
This mountain secret realm said to run and run, it looked bulky, but it was very slippery and difficult to stop. The whole mountain is as hard as a king's shell, soft and hard not to eat. This time, if it runs away without a shadow, next time it will be difficult to find it after waiting for it and the monsters in it to take precautions.
Wu Xuan pinched his fingers and calculated, but it was still an unclear result, his expression became a little heavy, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he broke the jar and said: "It's all over, why don't you go in and have a look, a mountain It's just steamed buns, we can't be trapped inside."
As he said, he was about to walk into the dark cave. Xue Ci thought more than him, pulled him, and pondered: "Wait, this is not good."
Wu Xuan frowned: "How about that?"
"The disciples are still behind. This secret realm is far from its original location. If we all go in, this secret realm will take us to run together again..." Xue Ci considered, "If you really want to go in, you should Leave someone outside to watch."
This also makes sense.
Just, who is left out
Wu Xuan's eyes turned around in front of several people, and finally landed on Shen Zhixian. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Zhixian said: "Master Wu is good at tracking, so why don't you stay outside to meet the disciples. Half buried in the ground, I am the master of it, and I can sense a little outside movement, so it is more suitable to enter the secret realm."
This is also reasonable and reasonable. Time is pressing, and everyone can't hesitate any more. Wu Xuan no longer struggles, and decisively makes way: "In this case, I will protect the law for the monarchs outside."
After that Dashan Secret Realm was pinned by Shuanghui Sword Spirit, it was very irritable for a while. Seeing that it couldn't break free for a while, it calmed down and returned to its original appearance. Only occasionally a low roar came from the cave. Come.
Shen Zhixian and the other four each clenched their weapons, watched intently for a while, and entered the cave one by one.
Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were the first to go in. As soon as they entered, it was pitch black, and they could not see five fingers. Shen Zhixian subconsciously thought of the situation in the wasteland back then. Before he could finish his thoughts, he felt that someone was holding his hand.
It's not like the fingers are intertwined, it's like an adult holding a child, wrapping his entire hand in the palm of his hand, and rubbing his thumb on the back of his hand.
Shen Zhixian struggled a little, and the opponent held it even tighter. He glanced in Yan Jin's direction, opened his lips slightly, and scolded silently, "Bad cub."
Knowing that the other party couldn't see it, he couldn't help but do this childish action.
Suddenly naive for a moment, Shen Zhixian immediately recovered with a light cough, gave up the struggle, took a few steps forward, and frowned suspiciously: "Is there anyone else?"
The surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of his and Yan Jin's breathing, no other movement could be heard.
Xue Ci and Lian Qin, who were supposed to follow them inside, were nowhere to be seen.
Shen Zhixian flicked his fingers, and a small flame of gas lit up the surrounding area.
This was actually a secret room made of hard rock, surrounded by dark stone walls. Shen Zhixian looked closely and saw that the stone walls were still painted with delicate lines.
It's just that the stone wall seems to be scratched by something sharp, and the lines are also destroyed in various ways, and the delicate and beautiful beauty has been completely destroyed.
"It seems that there is indeed a monster hiding here, and they are grinding their claws here." Shen Zhixian saw a thin black gas floating on the stone wall, and flicked a small spark toward it, and the black gas touched the spark and squeaked. Ya Ya screamed and was burned.
The two looked around, and finally found a stone secret door, standing crookedly.
Yan Jin pushed it, the door was not too heavy, and it was pushed open with a crunch, revealing a narrow path behind which only one person could walk.
There are still stone walls on both sides of the path, looking very cramped, as if they would close together at any time. Shen Zhixian pondered for a moment and stepped inside first.
A few night pearls fell on the path, and there were also a few inlaid on the top of the stone wall, not too big, and the light was hazy. Shen Zhixian put away the little spark and walked forward with this little light.
The top of the stone wall is uneven, and the carved portraits were scratched by monsters, making them messy, and most of the night pearls on the ground were scratched by them.
Shen Zhixian stopped and studied for a while, but still didn't understand what the painting was. He thought about it for a while, then tilted his head and asked Yan Jin, "Do you see what's going on?"
Shen Zhixian was looking at the original portrait, but Yan Jin focused on the scratches scratched by the monsters: "This seems to be... a wasteland."
"what?"
Yan Jin raised his hand and traced a few places on the scratches with his fingertips, vaguely sketching a scene: "This is the black sea outside the wasteland. These irregular circles are probably monsters."
Shen Zhixian took a closer look and found that this was actually a bit similar. He wondered: "What's the point of the monsters scratching out such a picture?"
"On both sides of the black sea, one side is the depths of the wasteland, and the other is open to the outside world. The seal prohibition of the wasteland is easy to enter and difficult to exit. There are often little demons who enter by mistake and cannot get out. They can only linger near the black sea, and some will try to interfere over the sea."
Yan Jin said lightly: "The monsters in the depths of the wasteland often guard the edge of the black sea and catch the little monsters in the sea to eat."
Shen Zhixian said "Ah" and continued to walk forward thoughtfully.
After walking for a while this time, another stone door came into view.
"There is no way, push the door and see?"
Shen Zhixian reached out his hand to touch the door, but Yan Jin reached out to hug him and whispered, "I'm coming."
The position was cramped, and it was very difficult for the two of them to change positions. Shen Zhixian was about to say no, but he was not too weak, but Yan Jin had already buckled his waist, forcing him to turn around.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
He subconsciously pressed his hand against the stone wall and stood firm. When he raised his eyes, Yan Jin had put his hand on the stone door and pushed hard—
"Your Highness, the bald monk is here again! I have to see you! Can you see me?"
There was darkness in front of him again, and in the haze, Shen Zhixian felt as if he was leaning against a person's arms, and that person's warm hands were carefully wiping his body with gentle movements.
"not see."
"Yes, but he said, it's about the son..."
The movement of the hand on his body paused slightly, and after a while, Shen Zhixian felt that he had been put down again, lying in the soft bed, covered with a quilt.
There is a small heater hidden in the quilt, which is very warm, but the temperature is not comparable to the actual temperature of a person. Shen Zhixian huddled under the covers, feeling cold and hungry—the most important thing was hunger. He hadn't felt such a terrible hunger for a long time. He was so hungry that he seemed to faint, and his stomach was burning with pain.
It was this hunger that brought Shen Zhixian back to his senses—he was in an illusion.
Honorable, bald monk, son.
These three titles easily reminded Shen Zhixian of the events of the previous life.
Shen Zhixian was not sure if Yan Jin had also fallen into an illusion. He struggled to wake up, but the hunger made him have no strength, and he couldn't even open his eyelids, only the bald monk's voice sounded: "Soul The grass has been nourished by your heart and blood for many years, and it is almost ripe, I have a way..."
The sound of rummaging through things sounded, followed by a rustling voice that seemed to be flipping through a book: "...he has a weak soul, I can send him to raise him in the small world of the book. Go back to the fate of the sky. Just want the soul tracing grass to mature completely, you are afraid...you have to offer your own life."
The bald monk said it tactfully, but combined with his previous sentence, Shen Zhixian could probably guess what kind of obedience "to offer this life" is.
Shen Zhixian felt that his heartbeat suddenly became louder, and it was so loud that his heart was about to burst - no wonder Yan Jin never talked about the rebirth in detail, so it was like this!
No wonder he was able to communicate with Yan Jin in the true sense. He thought it was the reason for the contract, but now he knows that Soul Soul Grass was raised by Yan Jin with hard work, and he was rescued by Soul Soul Grass.
They have long since blended heart and soul, as if one.
Shen Zhixian tried his best to move before Yan Jin in the illusion said the word "good". As soon as he moved, the entire illusion was shattered, and Shen Zhixian returned to the stone gate with a flickering in front of him.
The real Yan Jin by his side, with his hands still on the stone gate, half-closed his eyes, as if he was still in an illusion, and he didn't know what to see, his expression was tense.
The position was too narrow, Shen Zhixian hugged him with difficulty, took his hand back, and patted his face: "A Jin, wake up."
Yan Jin didn't open her eyes, her lips trembled, but she spat out a sad "good" word.
Shen Zhixian was stunned, and before he could take the next step, Xiao Cao Ya suddenly emerged from his sleeve, and two blades of grass slapped Yan Jin's face a few times.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
Xiaocaoya is not an ordinary little grassy. When he was still in Qingyun Sect a few years ago, this guy had torn up countless quilts for him to wake him up!
Shen Zhixian picked up the grass bud and put it aside: "...Don't slap in the face."
Xiaocaoya snorted arrogantly, floated aside, and chirped twice.
However, the few times it just slapped it was very effective. Yan Jin's expression gradually returned to clarity. After seeing Shen Zhixian, he held his hand tightly and said, "See you soon."
There is a vague sense of being lost and found.
Shen Zhixian stared at him and suddenly asked, "What did you see just now? What happened in the last life?"
Yan Jin hummed, and seeing that he still had no plans to elaborate, Shen Zhixian silently remembered him in his heart, and decided to go back and count with Yan Jin one by one when he was free.
Yan Jin was taller than him and stood in front of the door. Shen Zhixian tugged at him and stepped slightly to look inside the door. It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly, only vaguely sensed a dangerous aura.
While thinking about whether to go in or not, the stone gate suddenly rumbled and closed by himself, isolating the dangerous aura at the other end.
When Yan Jin stretched out his hand to push again, he couldn't push it anymore.
The stone wall path became more and more cramped, Shen Zhixian tilted his head and found that the stone walls on both sides were beginning to converge towards the middle.
The two reached out their hands to resist at the same time, and the speed of the closing was slow for a moment, but it was still moving slowly. Shen Zhixian frowned: "Is this forcing us to go back?"
It's already cramped here, and if you slow down for a while, they'll both turn into patties. Shen Zhixian turned around decisively, took Yan Jin's hand, and took a step back: "Let's go first and then—"
They walked a short distance on the stone wall path before they arrived at Shimen. Shen Zhixian was worried that they would not be able to go out in time, and they even used their spiritual power. Who would have guessed that the raised foot had just landed before the eyes changed again. Sample.
They went back to the original stone room.
The difference from just now was that although the stone room was dark at this time, there was still light—a few remaining luminous pearls were embedded on the top of the stone wall, scattered and scattered, emitting a gentle glow.
Xue Ci and Lian Qin were standing not far away, as if they were thinking about something. When they heard the movement on their side, they all turned their heads, and then their eyes fell on Shen Zhixian's clasped hands.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
He smiled nonchalantly, but didn't let go: "Just now I suddenly felt very hungry, so I reached out and grabbed it, thinking that I had grabbed a big drumstick."
The author has something to say: I will still go out tomorrow, and the next update will be Friday.
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