Wang Ren's tone was a bit stiff, as if he didn't want to delve further into this topic.
After all, there are only a handful of disciples in the Longmen Sect who are qualified to climb Yinxuan Peak, and there are no internal quotas. However, Master Qingyang asked an outsider to go up the mountain, and even took away the Heart Shattering Sky Chain. There was no public notice process. No.
Although he could not question Master Qingyang's decision due to his status, it was impossible to say that he had no complaints in his heart.
Who would feel better if someone else stood up and kicked the bike they couldn't bear to ride?
Ning Yan didn't know what was going on in Wang Ren's heart, so he started thinking about the information about Longmen Mountain.
After all, there was a native who was easy to do. This explanation marked out the safe house, prop shop and mission points, which saved him a lot of effort. As for the secrets of the Wuji True Body and the Shenxiao Sect, it was finally clear. Hidden on Qixian Peak or Yinxuan Peak...
While Ning Yan was thinking, a warm wind blowing from nowhere suddenly hit his face. He raised his head in confusion. The next moment, the sky changed suddenly.
The cold air around them began to heat up inexplicably. At first, a few people were still breathing white air when they spoke. After a while, the frost hanging on the green plants in the palace courtyard melted into dew drops, and then beams of light pierced the The clouds are projected down, and the night is dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It seemed like it would jump directly from early morning to noon in the blink of an eye.
The expressions of the three of them changed slightly at the same time. It was clear that they had not reached Zhengmao yet, but it looked like they were going to open the mountain gate in advance!
There was noisy movement in the palace, and one could vaguely hear the maids rushing around. The situation outside was not much better, with chaotic and dull footsteps, the sound of gold and iron clashing when armor was rubbing against each other, and intermittent singing and shouting. It shows that the Ministry of Rites has not received the news either.
Although it was a little hasty, no matter what, Shang Gushan, who was sleeping, was finally waking up.
Wu Qing also wanted to go into the room and change into formal official uniform, but Wang Ren stopped him with "It's too late", poked his eyebrows with a finger to activate the mysterious pattern for him, then held the disciple ceremony in his hand, and knelt down facing the sky. land.
Anyway, I never saw him being so formal when I went to Beijing to meet the saint.
Ning Yan followed suit and activated the mysterious lines between his eyebrows. A numbing feeling instantly spread from his eyebrows to his eyes. His eyelids closed and opened. The next moment, the horizon suddenly changed.
The originally dark sky disappeared and turned into a magnificent scene of auspicious clouds supporting the sun. Thousands of ribbon-shaped rays of light surround the surroundings, and countless stars hang in the sky, which has a sense of eternal glory.
In the depths of the glow, ten peaks shrouded in fairy mist are looming. On the peaks, silhouettes of figures can be vaguely seen. Judging from the various rays of light under their feet, they are all top monks with great supernatural powers. .
What does the legendary small cave sky look like? Ning Yan had a lot of guesses before coming here. The most common ones are the various small whirlpools in fairy tales and monster novels, or they are like a teleportation point. Click on it and it will swish. Was it sucked in?
But when I actually saw it, I still couldn't help but lament my lack of imagination.
"This, this is Longmen Mountain?"
Although Wang Ren couldn't see the scene in Ning Yan's eyes, he had returned to the sect many times, so he could naturally guess the reason for Ning Yan's shock. At this time, he was also proud of Yourong, saying proudly: "This is the Two Worlds Traveling Mountain.
, a small world that forms its own world."
"Then how do I get up there?"
"You don't need to go, Longmen Mountain will come over on its own."
Longmen Mountain...will come?
As soon as this thought came to Ning Yan's mind, water-like ripples suddenly appeared in the sky. In his sight, the ten fairy mountains quickly enlarged and fell straight towards him!
The first thing to approach was a red volcano. The fire energy lingering in the mountain was so strong that it was almost substantial. There was still lava flowing on the cracked mountain wall, but before Ning Yan could see clearly the inscriptions carved on the mountain peak.
With just a blink of an eye, the volcano passed through the palace like a bubble.
In this way, we passed through six fairy mountains one after another, and it was not until the seventh one that the situation changed.
The front door of the palace was covered with lush green plants, and a mountain gate carved from lapis lazuli rose from the ground. Near the mountain gate, a half-man tall boundary monument appeared out of thin air.
The letter contains two simple words, empty and clear.
Ning Yan looked around, and the strange thing was that the palace had not disappeared, but was strangely integrated with Kongming Peak. He seemed to be at the intersection of two worlds. Going forward was Longmen Mountain, and retreating was Shanggu Mountain.
This feeling is really amazing.
"Eh? Wang Dutou, why don't you see Lao Wu?"
"Everyone has a different way up the mountain. Once you pass the boundary monument, you will naturally see him." Wang Ren was still standing under the eaves of the palace, pushing forward with one palm, and the poor man's Yanshi box flew behind Ning Yan:
"Time is running out, take your suitcase and go."
"Okay, let's talk about it later."
"Be careful when going up the mountain this time."
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the two of them have nothing to be pretentious about. They just nodded to each other and said goodbye.
Ning Yan tightened the straps of the wooden box and walked quickly towards the boundary monument. Every time he took a step forward, Shang Gushan took more than ten steps back. Before long, the palace and Wang Ren disappeared, leaving only
A thick white mist descended, and the chirping of insects and birds in the forest gradually disappeared.
Whoop, whoop, whoop.
The surroundings became quieter and quieter, until finally, the only sound of his breathing was left in the world.
To be honest, Ning Yan felt a little uneasy after walking through Xiaodongtian for the first time, and he didn't know how Miss Jing and the little princess got up the mountain.
Alas, if I had known earlier, I would have left with them...
He was thinking wildly all the way, but fortunately nothing went wrong, and he arrived at the boundary monument not long after.
[Good baby! There is a trace of greed in your eyes. I didn’t expect that this inconspicuous stone tablet is actually the Void Emperor Stone that can determine the true slaughter. It’s ridiculous that the Dragon Sect claims to be the leader of the Taoist sect, but it is blind! It’s okay, that’s right.
It’s cheap for you!]
But pull it down...
Ning Yan simply ignored the system's nonsense. If he dared to attack this boundary monument, he would probably be executed by justice in the next second.
Without stopping for too long, he shook his head and pushed away his distracting thoughts, then stepped over the boundary marker.
Just as his footsteps landed, he suddenly heard other sounds besides his own breathing.
jingle.
It was a rapid, swaying sound of a copper bell.
"Keke~ Langjun, Langjun! I have been waiting for you~"
who?!
Ning Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the strange woman's laughter actually exploded directly in his mind!
"Langjun, Langjun... slave is here~"
At first, the voice was still uncertain, but with each cooing call, the voice got closer and closer.
Ning Yan suddenly felt his ears itching. He turned his head and saw a woman whose face was covered by a gauze veil lying on his back. She rested her elbow on his shoulder and looked at him with a smile.
"Mr. Lang..."
Bang!
Before she could finish her words, the woman's head exploded like a watermelon.
Ning Yan retracted his sword finger with an expressionless face. After thinking about it for a while, he still felt uneasy. He flicked his fingers alternately with his hands and added a few more sword energy.
"You should be killed for pretending to be a god or a ghost."