On the "Dahei", Jian Nanchun put his hands behind his back and faced the sea breeze, with his long hair blowing to the back of his head.
This trip down the mountain was something he had fought hard for, and there were not many opportunities to be alone with his junior sister along the way. At this moment, Jian Nanchun was enjoying this rare peace.
But suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
The boy named Lin next to him squatted down and was tinkering with something.
Jian Nanchun narrowed his eyes and took a look, and was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.
"Evil obstacle...stop!"
He found that Yi Lin was actually digging at the "floor" with her fingers.
Hiss~
He doesn’t even dare to do this!
how dare you?
Jian Nanchun was so frightened that he suddenly lifted Yi Lin up. Yi Lin looked at Jian Nanchun with innocent and childlike eyes: "I'm just curious."
"Ha," not far away, the elder who led the way turned his back to a few people and chuckled: "It doesn't matter, everyone has a childish heart. For how many years, no one has dared to scratch Dahei's back.
I think it’s a bit interesting.”
interesting?
Can it still be like this?
Jian Nanchun also became interested and wanted to imitate Yi Lin.
Elder Jieying saw through Jian Nanchun's thoughts and reminded Wen Xu: "If you continue to arrest him, Dahei will be really angry."
Jian Nanchun: "..."
He gave up this stupid idea instantly.
"Senior brother, what is Dahei?"
When Yi Lin was put back by Jian Nanchun, she was not angry and asked with a shy face.
"Shh-"
Jian Nanchun glared hard at Yi Lin, raised an index finger, and when he shushed, some spittle spurted out of his mouth because he was too vigorous.
Yi Lin asked the elder Jie Yin again: "Excuse me, can't we talk here?"
Elder Jieying turned his head and looked at Yi Lin. There was a bit of surprise on his gentle face, and then there was a bit of interest in his eyes. Regardless of the difference in status, he nodded and answered Yi Lin's question: "Oh, Dahei
On your back, you need to keep quiet. But you are not a disciple of Tianjian Sect now, so you don’t need to follow the sect rules. Nanchun, there is no need to be restrained, just answer him."
Yi Lin looked at Jian Nanchun proudly.
Jian Nanchun's face immediately turned dark.
But after the elders had spoken, Jian Nanchun could only say: "'Dahei' is the sea-suppressing demon beast of Tianjian Sect. It has the blood of the ancient demon beast 'Kun' in its body. After being tamed by the ancestors of Tianjian Sect, it has been with them for many years."
Together with the elders, he is responsible for leading the disciples in the sect to the Immortal Mountain."
Yi Lin thought for a moment, stretched out her index finger, and made a gesture with her other hand as if someone were stepping on it: "You can fly with a sword, can't you just fly in?"
"Haha," Jian Nanchun felt amused by the child's ignorant statement: "You can enter the Tianjian Gate whenever you want and leave whenever you want? There are countless restrictions around the Heavenly Sword Gate. Once these restrictions are triggered, you will not be able to enter them.
Talking about casualties, many years ago there was a disciple who didn’t know the heights of the world and wanted to secretly escape from the Immortal Mountain. What do you think happened in the end?"
"oh?"
"Hey, the disciple who defected was lost in the confinement for a full ten years. He could neither go to sea nor return to the mountains. When he was fished out of the confinement by the elders five years later, he was already as skinny as a stick, dying and no longer alive.
The style of the past.”
After hearing Jian Nanchun's words, Xia Xiaoman, who had been having small thoughts in his heart not long ago, suddenly turned pale, bit his lips, and hugged the kit tightly in his arms, his eyes full of confusion and helplessness.
Next, the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
Yi Lin stopped asking, Jian Nanchun stopped talking, and Xia Xiaoman lowered his head, feeling depressed.
Only the elder was greeted, humming a long tune softly in the sea breeze, with thoughts hidden in the depths of his eyes, floating out of the dust, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
The whole journey was silent.
There seemed to be some kind of power at play in the sea mist. When Yi Lin sensed something was wrong, he felt a little bit of his telekinesis and released it a little bit as a test.
He found that the sea fog, whether it was purely natural or man-made, or what Jian Nanchun called "restriction", actually greatly restricted the expansion of Yilin's sensory tentacles. In his perception, the sea fog was as dense and thick as
The sea water is sticky and obscure, making it difficult for his "tentacles" to move.
The vision in front of them became increasingly hazy, and the few of them seemed to have gone deep into the foggy area, letting the "Hybrid Kun" carry them deep into the unknown territory.
Yi Lin noticed that in the sea mist, Xia Xiaoman, who was feeling uneasy, involuntarily moved closer to Yi Lin. Their shoulders were almost level and they were touching each other through their thin clothes.
Perhaps, in Xia Xiaoman's heart, among the five people, only Yi Lin, who is also an "ordinary person" like her, can bring her some insignificant psychological relief.
finally.
The fog dissipated.
Waves of crisp bird calls came from afar, and the five of them suddenly became enlightened.
When a new scene appeared in front of Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman, both of them opened their mouths in unison, apparently suffocated.
A vast, cone-shaped suspended continent from a distance, floating on the sea out of thin air, hundreds of meters away from the ground.
In the center of the Hanging Continent, a high mountain towers into the clouds, and gentle white light pillars penetrate the layers of clouds and fall slantingly across the Hanging Mountain.
The hanging mountain is lush and green, with dense forests, bamboo forests, red leaves, and yellow grasslands, all colorful and gorgeous.
From the top of Xuankong Mountain, there seems to be a spring flowing down the mountain stream, forming a series of streams, flowing from top to bottom. Finally, it falls to the bottom of Xuankong Mountain, forming a series of snow-white waterfalls, which can be seen from a distance.
, this colorful hanging mountain is like a charming beauty, wearing a brocade bellyband and wrapped with white silk satin, dancing on the sea.
And around the majestic Hanging Mountain, there are small peaks that slowly rotate around the main peak like satellites, also standing in the air. Groups of black and white cranes form a team and shuttle between the peaks.
If you have good eyesight, you can even see the monks walking together, laughing side by side in the sky.
Xia Xiaoman came from the royal family. Although she had never seen any splendor and wealth, the scene in front of her was really beyond her scope of knowledge.
She had only heard in the past that monks from outside the world had great supernatural powers, and the fairy mountain where they lived could be called a paradise on earth, a fairyland on earth. She thought it was just an exaggerated legend, but she didn't expect it to be true.
The reason why Yi Lin was shocked was a little different from Xia Xiaoman's. His first reaction was to integrate this design concept into his station to make the Apocalypse Guild's station bigger, stronger, and better.
Thirteen years later, Yi Lin once again thought of the station, the apocalypse, and all the things in reality. Her mood suddenly calmed down, her face smiled, and her eyes were no longer disturbed.
Elder Jie Ying didn't seem to care, but in fact he had been paying attention to the special boy mentioned by Jian Nanchun in "The Paper Crane". He noticed that Yi Lin had regained his composure in a short period of time, and he was deeply concerned about Yi Lin's character.
Watched it a bit higher.
Naturally, the huge body of the "Hybrid Kun" cannot go up to the Immortal Mountain. The elders were greeted by Chao Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang. The latter two understood each other and flew up to the Immortal Mountain, just as they had come.
As we approached Fairy Mountain, we discovered that wooden huts had been built near the waterfalls at the bottom. The wooden huts stood side by side, making Yilin look like simple public toilets.
Jian Nanchun carried Yi Lin and flew towards the "public toilet".
Yi Lin instantly had a bad feeling.
"Princess Daqing, come with me."
Elder Jie Yin stepped into the void and with a casual move, the eldest princess holding the brocade bag involuntarily switched from Chao Rushuang's hand to Elder Jie Yin's hand.
Taking the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman with her, she led the elders to fly straight to the top of the mountain without stopping.
"Wait, what about me?"
When Yi Lin saw it, she felt unhappy. She pointed at the "public toilet" in Yi Lin's eyes from a distance and flew away without looking back.
grass?
Are there really just a few public toilets?
Yi Lin's heart was filled with confusion.
really.
Jian Nanchun brought Yi Lin to the wooden hut. Yi Lin squinted and stared at Jian Nanchun with evil eyes, waiting for a reasonable explanation.
"Ahem," Jian Nanchun coughed twice, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, but his face was still light and pretending, and there was no trace of guilt at all.
After Jian Nanchun placed Yi Lin near the wooden hut, he put his hands behind his back and said to Yi Lin in a deep and profound tone: "Lin Yi, since you are destined to my Tianjian Sect, from today on, you are mine.
The official name of Tianjian Sect... a handyman disciple."
"Common servant...disciple?" Yi Lin reached out and touched behind him. He was hesitating whether to take out a mouthful of "Annihilation", a mouthful of "Disaster", or a shuttle... No, the two shuttles were fresh and hot.
of bullets.
Yi Lin wants to teach Jian Nanchun how to be a good senior brother...teach you how to be a good person.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious." Jian Nanchun noticed that Yi Lin's tone was not kind, and in order to stabilize Yi Lin's mood, he shamelessly called him junior brother.
Junior brother, did you agree?
Shameless!
Jian Nanchun said:
"As the supreme Taoist sect, Tianjian Sect cannot be easily entered. Being able to be a handyman disciple is a great blessing that many people can only dream of in this world. As long as you become a handyman disciple, you will have the opportunity to practice on the Immortal Mountain.
, once you show enough talent and can be noticed by the elders, you will have a great opportunity to enter the outer sect and become an official disciple of the Tianjian Sect."
What does this guy mean, you can only upgrade step by step?
Yi Lin thought about it, calmed down, and put the hand behind her back to her side.
Jian Nanchun suddenly felt that he seemed to have passed by something just now. It was a strange illusion.
"Approximately how long will it take?"
Yi Lin asked again.
"this……"
When Jian Nanchun was thinking about how to answer, in a wooden house not far away, a stooped, white-haired old man was carrying a pole with empty barrels hanging on both sides of the pole. He was content with himself and looked calm.
When the old man saw Jian Nanchun here, he moved very quickly. He quickly put down the pole and barrel and bowed to Jian Nanchun. But it seemed that the action was too violent, so the old man took a breath and let out a dry cough that was not severe.
"No need to be polite."
In front of Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun made some arrangements in front of the old man, then turned back to face the dark-faced Yi Lin, shrugged, and left a meaningful sentence:
"Junior brother, look, how long does this last? Whether it lasts or not depends on each person."