The Great Adventure of Time Traveling

As soon as you cross the mountain gate, the scenery in the fog will gradually become clearer.

Falling flowers and leaves linger around the body, and towering trees are connected to each other, covering the sky with only a few rays of skylight leaking through.But the whole environment is still bright and warm.

It looks like ordinary dirt under the feet, but when each foot hits the ground, it feels like stepping on the snow, silently, but leaving a mark.

Mao Shun walked curiously and looked back from time to time, the footprints gradually appeared and then gradually disappeared.After dozens of steps, a round platform with half a person's height suddenly appeared in front of him.On the dais stood a—

sheep.

Except for the golden horns that stand upside down, the other parts are the same as the usual sheep, except that the size is doubled.It's even shaking its head!

Mao Shun walked around it, but didn't find any mystery, so he was about to touch it, but he was attacked suddenly.

The golden ram horns fired two sharp arrows that could turn, and only aimed at Mao Shun's door.

Subconsciously sacrificed the magic weapon "King Kong" and raised his hand and twirled, "Ding, Ding" twice, the arrow was blocked, but Mao Shun's people were also shocked back several steps.

Fortunately, King Kong is tough enough without any damage on the surface.

Vajra, gifted by the master, was originally in the shape of a hammer. Since Mao Shun's breakthrough to the apprenticeship period to recognize the master with blood, it has several more forms.Because I can't use it freely now, the state of each appearance is different.What appeared this time was a long carving knife.

"Ha! Xiaojin thinks you are a stranger!" A voice he had never heard before came from his ear, and Mao Shun immediately turned around to be on guard.With a wave of King Kong, he scraped off a few hairs.

"Hey! It's so fierce!!"

The moment he saw the person in front of him clearly, Mao Shun couldn't help letting go of half of his defenses.

What a lovely child!

A head and a half of black and smooth hair was tied behind his head, with a green hair band on his forehead, and his height was less than Mao Shun's shoulders.The face looking up at him is fair and childish, with a little baby fat.The eyes are large and energetic, slightly blue.There was no anger on his face, only curiosity.

"You are……?"

"Are you a disciple who just came to report? No wonder Xiao Jin will attack you, come with me~"

As soon as the words fell, Mao Shun felt that his body uncontrollably followed the child and jumped onto the round platform.

The golden horn sheep did not attack again, but lowered its head meekly.

Then, they sat on the sheep and flew up.First ascend to the sky, and then rush forward quickly.The speed was so fast that Mao Shun couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, so he could only hold on to the horns of his subordinates tightly to prevent being thrown out.

I don't know how long it has passed, and when it lands, it is a scene of green grass and youth.But before he could stand still, the scene changed again, and he arrived at an open place.

Both the sheep and the child have disappeared.

A square paved with white jade appeared out of nowhere in the sea of ​​clouds. On the square, people in white clothes and black trousers were uniformly practicing swords.One move, one move, simple and powerful, repeating itself.

Mao Shun couldn't help being infected as he looked at it, and his body moved accordingly.

Just as he was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself, there was a long and thick bell.

However, everyone who was practicing steadily a second ago immediately stopped their movements and flew in all directions.In the blink of an eye, the entire square was empty.

What, what's the situation?

There seems to be a dragon entrenched in the rising clouds and mists, making the clouds scattered and ethereal.

However, Mao Shun felt that he was sitting on the clouds in a flash.He obviously couldn't touch anything under his buttocks, but he actually sat still.With nothing to rely on around him, he couldn't help but froze and looked down tremblingly——

In the vast expanse of whiteness, there were people's figures moving, and there were noisy human voices, and for a while, it was impossible to tell where it was below.Seems like a lot of fun?

If the mist has any substance, it will brush over the bare | exposed skin such as the cheeks and the back of the hands wave after wave, bringing a slight dampness, and soon fine drops of water will hang on the eyelashes.But Mao Shun still didn't dare to move, for fear of falling into the abyss.

Ding--

A clear sound sounded, and it lasted so long that Mao Shun shivered.

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☆, 31 phantoms

"Which game is it next? Hey, is there a lottery, who will bet with me..."

"...Did you hear that Senior Brother Jing Wu was defeated by an outer disciple and didn't even make it to the second round!"

"There have never been so many people in the Martial Arts Arena, has anyone come this year..."

"For this level of competition, those great talents will not come, but if our ancestors have not ascended, they must come to join in the fun haha, hey! I don't know if the fairy world is so lively..."

"Shhh! I'm going to die! How can you talk about things in the fairy world, don't keep your mouth open..."

"... Junior Brother Qinghe is sure to end? I brought my sister in secretly, so I shouldn't be discovered, right? Hehe, she wants to meet no matter what..."

"Idiot! I told you to come early to reserve a seat! Where did you go and you are here now! All the good seats in the second row above are gone! I am so mad!!"

……

There is a lot of people, and it is not far from the vegetable market.

Mao Shun picked out his ears, and managed to distinguish some useful information from the chatter.

Martial arts arena?Competition?Inner and outer disciples?It can be inferred that this place is probably a sect of comprehension.

Is this what the magic room showed him?With this slight strangeness, he won't be in the ancient realm of comprehension, right?

Mao Shun's eyes widened slightly when the fog cleared and he saw the so-called martial arts arena clearly.

Directly below is a snow-white circular high platform, and eight identical high platforms that are only half the size radiate outward from the center.Sitting on each high platform, no, there is a small person suspended.

He wears a black robe and red shoes, holds a dagger in his hand, and crosses his legs with his eyes closed.

The amazing thing is that apart from the different hairstyles, these eight villains have exactly the same face and clothing, and they can't tell the gender.

Mao Shun's position is exactly about ten feet above the venue. Looking down from above, the center of the martial arts arena is like an umbrella.

On the periphery of the umbrella surface are circles of stepped jade seats, all of which are floating in the air.

It is estimated that it can accommodate at least ten thousand people.

Such a scale is not small.Besides, there were people on almost every stage at this time, and the audience was full of monks of all kinds.It seemed even more powerful, and it turned against the sky.

Um?Why are the ancient monks... so busy?Talking about unhealthy things everywhere...

Mao Shun tried his best to listen, but only heard some gossip, more buzzing.

Head hurts, give up.

He felt that he was like a master who was illuminated by Buddha's light, sitting high on the clouds, looking down on all living beings, but the people below couldn't see him at all.That’s right, illusions, these are all previous records, so he’s watching a movie, and the people in the movie can’t see him as the audience——

No, didn't the kid who brought him see him and talk?

But he just couldn't get down, even if he wanted to jump, there was an invisible barrier blocking him.

After finding that he couldn't fall no matter how hard he tossed, Mao Shun simply changed himself into a comfortable position - lying down.

With the appearance of a sword-wielding cultivator with a celestial spirit on the round platform in the middle, the so-called competition is finally about to begin!

Mao Shunlue was excited: What will he see?How miraculous is the fighting between orthodox monks in ancient times?He has to wait and see!

——Be a bitch.

saw nothing.Unexpectedly, when it came to the competition, the clouds and mist gathered again, blocking all his senses in an instant, and he couldn't even hear the sound.

Show me the opening scene with half of your pants off? !There's no foreplay yet!Bad review!

I originally thought that the magic room was equivalent to a 5D pavilion, and the immersive experience felt pretty good, but I overthink it.

It was a headache just now, but now it is absolutely quiet and a little creepy.There are only thick clouds and mist around, this time it brings not only wetness, but also a hypnotic effect, the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier until they are completely closed.

Mao Shun fell asleep.However, after only squinting for a minute, he suddenly woke up, blinked, and realized that he had actually come out of the illusion room.

Isn't the hornet's nest-like rock mountain in front of him the practice room he entered?

A sparrow flew over and landed on his shoulder, and "chirped" at him.

He couldn't recognize which one of the three it was, so he stroked its little furry head.As a result, it was pecked twice immediately, and then it flapped its wings and flew away.

Beads of blood ooze from the tiny wound in an instant, as if cinnabar has been dotted on the back of the hand.

The mouth of the little thing is sharp enough.Thinking of this, Mao Shun was about to get up from the ground and go to find his master.The bottleneck has not been resolved, and there are more doubts about the magic room.

In the sky, the sun is setting.The mountains in the distance are shrouded in a layer of orange-red halo.

At this time, the master may be in the cave, or in the small kitchen.

Thinking of this, Mao Shun couldn't help laughing, as a monk with a spirit body outside his body, he was still greedy for food and drink.This hobby of making meals with one's own hands is almost the same as Master's hobby of carving stones, both are so unique, worthy of master and apprentice.

The Dongfu is right next to it, so let’s go to the Dongfu first.

However - no!The dormitory-like Dongfu Mountain is gone!The original location was just a pile of grass and rocks!

It was only then that Mao Shun realized that something was wrong. Apart from the fact that the practice room was very similar, there were no other familiar things at all.Dong Mansion, Bamboo House, Medicine Garden, Ah Huang, Ah Guang, Xiao Jing, Good Boy, Masters...all of them are gone!

what happened?Isn't this Jixian Mountain?

By the way, there are no other mountains around Jixian Mountain. There is only a Huanjiang River flowing through it, and the rest are plain terrain.No matter which direction you look out of the mountain, it is flat and unobstructed.Where are the mountains and mountains!

First reaction: He traveled through time and space again!After entering the illusion room, it will be a mess when you come out?Is it the same as Master's experience?

After running around in a panic, Mao Shun finally determined that this was a completely unfamiliar land.

The forest is dense, but there are no birds or animals. There are only mountains in the distance, and there is no big river below the mountain.Only the practice room is familiar in my impression.Mao Shun couldn't help suspecting that everything was still caused by the illusion room, so he went back to the illusion room.

He anxiously wanted to enter the practice room, but couldn't pass the first door.

This is an inconspicuous stone gate, not the enchantment gate that the master saw when he led him in, so the pass formula is useless.Brute force to open, groping mechanism, tried everything, can not open.

Mao Shun sat down on the ground in frustration, thinking hard about countermeasures.

Revisit the previous experience: enchantment door, hallucination room, ceiling mural, hallucination, loss of consciousness, waking up.

With such a simple journey, a few thoughts are gone.So where is he stuck now?

Ye Daxian?Gunn?

no response.

So, does it mean that what he experienced at this time is still an illusion?So--

No, he saw Zhuang Tianlin.

"Step aside!"

Accompanied by a shock, followed by a "bang".

Mao Shun stared dumbfounded at Zhuang Tianlin who fell from the sky and smashed a big hole in the place where he had just stood, his expression froze uncontrollably.

This, if you fall like this, can you survive?

Quickly ran over to see what happened.

Disgraced, he got up from the pit and patted him up and down. Zhuang Tianlin said he was unharmed.It's just that the expression is still a little dazed, as if he can't figure out how he suddenly fell from the sky.

Amazing, no matter how many times he has seen it, Mao Shun still finds it unbelievable.He had never seen a monk with such a physical quality—of course, he had never seen a few monks in total—and it seemed that physical fitness could no longer explain it.

"Why are you here?!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Tianlin seemed to react suddenly, and then grabbed Mao Shun's shoulder, touched it up and down, and muttered: "I can touch it."

"What?" Mao Shun didn't understand.

"wrong……"

"Yes! You also think this place is very strange! There is a training room, but it is not the Jixian Mountain where we are! I am clearly in the illusion room, but I am here. By the way, how did you come here? Where did you come from? I think this might be some kind of formation..."

Zhuang Tianlin frowned slightly, thoughtfully.Looking around, he turned his head and stared at Mao Shun without saying a word.

Mao Shun, who was looked at furiously, felt that something was wrong and wanted to back away, but his face was held in his hands.

"..."

"You are not Amao."

"..."

No matter how he explained it, Zhuang Tianlin didn't listen. After touching his face, he directly sacrificed the magic weapon - a two-inch wide and four-foot long ruler given by his uncle.

The two fought like this.It's just that one is aggressive and aggressive, and the other is fighting and retreating, restraining everywhere.

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☆, 32 Zhuang Tianlin

Ordinarily, there was a cultivator in the Zhuang family, so there must have been a little movement about Zhuang Tianlin's return, but in fact there was no disturbance at all, Master Zhuang didn't even see him.

The reason is that the Zhuang family didn't know that he had learned from the disciples of Jixian Sanren and stepped into the way of cultivating immortals.Besides, Mr. Zhuang had just had another child recently, and he was pampering him so much that he could hardly remember that there was another abnormal eldest son who was thrown in Jixian Mountain.

Although the daily expenses have been paid according to the regulations, if it hadn't been for Zhuang Laiyin's supervision and care, the status of the young master Zhuang might not be much better.The master doesn't pay much attention to it, so the servants are naturally watching the dishes.

The way of heaven is about to fall...variables reappear...

These horoscopes flashed in Zhuang Tianlin's mind more and more frequently, often causing him headaches, but because of this, his mind became clearer.After two years of ignorance, it was not until he had achieved some success in cultivation that he suddenly became enlightened.

All kinds of things Chang Yu saw in his dreams and the strange feeling in his blood made Zhuang Tianlin finally have doubts. He found that he was not just the young master of the dealer.

So, back to the dealer, there is only one purpose: to find the answer.

Xiang Yuan, who is usually reticent, has a mantra: daily practice cannot be stopped.This is still due to Mao Shun.When Gein first started to practice, Mao Shun didn't think about making progress and just muddled through. Xiang Yuan, who had developed a strict practice habit since childhood, said this a lot.

People who have zero experience in teaching apprentices have gradually turned this sentence into an idiom.

Even when facing the second apprentice - Zhuang Tianlin, he only said this.

However, due to the restriction of spiritual power in Lanzhi Castle, Zhuang Tianlin could only meditate at night, condense his spiritual knowledge, or silently recite exercises over and over again.Although it doesn't have any practical effect at the moment, it doesn't necessarily have no effect when it comes out here.At least, the proficiency in all aspects of cultivation will rise to a higher level.

If you can't cultivate your body, you can't cultivate your mind either.It's better than doing nothing anyway.

At the beginning of his return, Zhuang Tianlin went to see Mrs. Zhuang first, and for the first time was invited to sit inside for a while.

"It's not a small change."

"It seems that following the immortal master to practice Taoism has learned a lot."

Confined to the inner house all year round, and has long since ceased to be in charge, in the perception of Mrs. Zhuang, the Jixian Sanren are just outsiders with a little supernatural powers and profound knowledge. She has never really thought about cultivating immortals, and only said After a few similar words, they were silent, and the rest of the time was mostly played by an old woman gagging.

Zhuang Tianlin didn't feel any inconvenience, but he stayed for a while wisely before leaving.Regarding the attitude of the old lady, he remembered that he seemed to have felt aggrieved and unwilling before, although he concealed it very well at a young age.But now, he suddenly felt like an outsider, and had another layer of thinking.

It feels very different to see the world through the clouds.He could feel that the old lady's feelings for his eldest grandson were very complicated, and it was very strange from childhood to adulthood.

In his memory, his mother, the niece of the old lady's natal family, died of dystocia, but it was not because of him that she accidentally killed her when giving birth to his sister.Therefore, he never understood why the old lady was so alienated from him.

If it is completely ignored, it is not necessarily true.He remembered that inexplicable fall into the water, the old lady seemed more worried than anyone else, but she didn't care about it when she was usually good.

Very contradictory.

There are also many questions about that falling into the water. What is that green algae-like thing?He was bewitched and followed the guidance into a room, but why did he almost drown in the water in the end?

Also, what Mao Shun did to him at that time... the strange aura passed from mouth to mouth caused his mind to fluctuate, and the sea of ​​consciousness boiled and expanded for a while, but his body was on the verge of dying at that time, so he will have time to identify it carefully in the future.Obviously he was about to catch something, but he was only a hair away, but instead of advancing, he retreated, and the thoughts that had just emerged immediately sank to the bottom of the abyss.

Do you want to try again...

"Master, don't you go to bed yet—ah, is it stuffy? Go open the window a little bit. It's really hot this summer, and it's stuffy at night, with no wind at all. You haven't come back for a long time, and you're so tall No, there is no ready-made silk underwear, the sewing room has already rushed to make it overnight, and it will definitely be delivered tomorrow, why don't you sleep with the window open tonight, it will be cool when you sleep, and then close it when the time comes..."

Laifu, who was a little sleepy, yawned quietly. Through tears, he saw the young master sitting on the edge of the bed with a reddish complexion in a daze.

"Go to sleep."

After sending Laifu away, Zhuang Tianlin sat cross-legged, not feeling sleepy.He remembered something, much clearer than a year ago.

In the dream, there is a fairy, dressed in a dark green robe, with white hair reaching the ground.The red moon is in the sky, and in the shimmering light, eight huge carp with duckweed in their mouths are arranged in a fan shape, facing the fairy on the lotus seat.

On the shore, many people knelt and kowtowed, shouting something, but he never heard it clearly, and he still has no memory of it.But he recognized the face of the fairy.

It was clearly him.

Putting this aside for now, after sorting out his memory, Zhuang Tianlin discovered that Master Zhuang once loved his first wife, his mother, very much.

He didn't know why he had a clear memory of what happened when he was two or three years old. In short, he remembered that when his mother was alive, Master Zhuang had never taken a concubine, and he only had a housemate who had served him since childhood.At that time, the old lady was also more kind, smiling all day long, not what she is now.

When did all this change?Probably after giving birth to my younger sister, my mother died of dystocia.

Master Zhuang waited for two full years before he had a successor.The step-wife was not bad to him, but it was just well-behaved, he didn't get close and didn't beat or scold him, and just provided him with good food and drink.

He has a clear memory of these personnel and events, but he is still in a fog about himself, as if he had lived like a walking dead for more than ten years.

Moreover, he rarely called Master Zhuang "Father", as if the title "Father" was very strange to him.

……

The cannas in the courtyard are still blooming vigorously, but there are a lot fewer.

"Miss Wu came to poach some a few days ago... I don't know when you came back and didn't replant..."

Laifu knew that according to the temperament of the young master, he would not care about these things, but he himself felt guilty. It was a fact that he did not guard the yard well.

Zhuang Tianlin couldn't help thinking that when he first arrived at Jixian Mountain, Mao Shun, in order to appease him, opened up a field next to the medicine garden and planted a few cannas in a serious manner.

Because Jixian Mountain is located on a mine vein, the mountain is full of spiritual power, even if it is not taken care of, the cannas bloomed in the same year, and the growth is gratifying.

During that time, Zhuang Tianlin stayed in the medicine garden every day and read some flower planting experience with Dagen. Although his consciousness was still chaotic, he still had the impression of being free and happy.Come to think of it, he was grateful to Mao Shun.

But later, Ah Guang often picks flowers secretly - for the sweet flower juice - and almost wipes out the scourge.After repeated prohibitions, Mao Shun simply ignored it.And Zhuang Tianlin didn't pay attention to those flowers after he started practicing. He didn't expect that the flowers would still be blooming after half a year.

Probably because of the special environment, the thriving appearance can't help but make people feel good.

However, he began to wonder: why he has always been so familiar with this flower, as if he could always see it somewhere before.

During the two weeks since his return, Zhuang Tianlin asked Laifu to collect old family stories from 15 years ago, no matter how small, especially the events before and after his mother's dystocia.He himself went to pay his respects to the old lady every day.

After all these days, he still found a lot of things, and he planned to take a good look at them.After checking it out, go back to the mountain.

Before he came out, Mao Shun seemed to have encountered a bottleneck and struggled like he was stuck in a dead end.He saw it in his eyes, and felt it inexplicably, but he was obviously a mortal not long ago...

On this day, Zhuang Tianlin settled down to concentrate his spiritual knowledge as usual, but suddenly his whole body tensed up, and he felt that he was grabbed by something and thrown into the sky.

The whole person soared into the air, and was thousands of miles above the ground in a blink of an eye.

A long embankment appeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds, starting from his feet and leading to endless distance.

Out of curiosity rather than shock, Zhuang Tianlin was taken aback for a moment out of intuition, and then walked onto the embankment.

——Sure enough, it is true.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing all around, the sky is bright and bright, there is no sun, only the glow of clouds.Zhuang Tianlin couldn't help getting up leisurely, and strolled all the way in the courtyard.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but my whereabouts came without warning.Before he could exclaim, the palpitating sense of weightlessness followed.

Unable to cast spirits in the air, and unable to make any countermeasures, Zhuang Tianlin, who was falling rapidly with his head down, finally changed his expression greatly.

It seemed like a year had passed, and it seemed like only a moment, when he was about to vomit, Zhuang Tianlin could barely see the situation below.

Frightened, unbelievable.

"Step aside!"

Before landing, he tried his best to only have time to shout these two words.

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☆、33 Guen

Finally, Mao Shun grabbed his shoulders and threw him down to the side, then stepped forward and squatted down to press down, Mao Shun finally restrained Zhuang Tianlin temporarily with brute force.

So what if your physique is special, I am not ordinary either!

Zhuang Tianlin was pressed to the stomach, almost out of breath, only staring at Mao Shun above him in surprise.

"Let's say it first, I'll get up if you don't do it!" Mao Shun was exhausted after a pure strength fight.

What the hell, Zhuang Tianlin can use his spirit, but he can't!It was hard to find a chance to counter it, and it would be unbearable to do it again.

Finally, the two sat opposite each other and began to communicate.It's just that Zhuang Tianlin still looked alert.

Mao Shun sighed and said, "I said Young Master Zhuang, why are you here?"

But Zhuang Tianlin asked a familiar question: "Who are you?"

Is this a mantra?How many times has he heard "Who are you"? It's the second time to ask him. Could it be that we haven't known each other for a few days?This Zhuang Tianlin must have face blindness...

Mao Shun couldn't help but slander.

When he was choked and had nothing to say, Zhuang Tianlin who was opposite suddenly lowered his head and started digging.

Turning over the blades of grass, he dug up a handful of wet soil with a ruler, and squeezed it with his hands.

"..."

"Hey, what are you doing, this is not the time to play in the mud, cheer up! I'm Amao! Don't you know me? Are you number one now? Number three? Wait, shouldn't you Could it be an illusion—"

As a result, no matter what Mao Shun said, the other party ignored it, and continued to pinch, and soon a human figure was formed.

Mao Shun was also attracted by watching.

After slightly modifying the facial features with branches, a vivid clay puppet—or clay doll—was born.

The craftsmanship is not bad, quite like a person.

Um?The face looks familiar.

Zhuang Tianlin held up the doll to Mao Shun expressionlessly: "This is Ah Mao, not you."

"..."

"Why am I not! Isn't this pretty similar!" In other words, I made a clay doll just to prove that he is not himself?incomprehensible.

"you are not."

"I am! Besides, this doll doesn't look exactly like me."

"No."

"Yes!"

……

"Ahh—" Mao Shun shouted anxiously and jumped up, "Whether it is or not, anyway, can you tell me how you got here!!"

"Amao wouldn't yell at me like that." Zhuang Tianlin looked aggrieved.

"...Eldest young master, haven't you been in the apprenticeship period, why are you still sick?"

Mao Shunzheng didn't know what to do, but he saw Zhuang Tianlin raised his hand and a water mirror formed.Then draw the clay doll to Mao Shun's ear and face the mirror.

Mao Shun was a little dazed when he saw the picture in the mirror clearly.

It is indeed not his face in the mirror, that is to say, it is not the original Gu En, but his original appearance!Although at the beginning he was very surprised that he was [-]|[-]% similar to Gu En's original body, but now that he saw the original face again, he would never admit that it was him, not Gu En.Besides, he is obviously much older.

I was shocked for a while.

How did he change back to himself?Is it because of this that he can't use his spiritual power?Where is this place, isn't it a fantasy room?Is he dreaming?

Mao Shun's mind fell into chaos, and he immediately lost the confidence to refute Zhuang Tianlin.He is Mao Shun, but he is indeed not the Ah Mao that Zhuang Tianlin knew. It is difficult for him, the two faces so similar can still be distinguished.

And Zhuang Tianlin was still staring at him intently.

"This...that's what happened! This should be in the illusion room, and it's normal to have some changes in appearance, just like——Floating Cloud Illusion! Yes, it's similar to Floating Cloud Illusion. If you don't believe me, see if you have changed too? By the way, Didn't you go back to the dealer?"

A fight proved it wasn't an illusion, so it was real?How could the person who was originally in the dealer appear here?After asking several times without getting an answer, Mao Shun was going crazy.

"You impostor!"

Accompanied by a shout with a juvenile voice, something else fell from the sky, breaking the small deadlock between the two.

There was also a "bang", and another big hole was smashed out on the ground, only slightly smaller than the one next to Zhuang Tianlin's.

It's strange, what the hell is this place, people are falling from the sky?

Mao Shun, who had reflexively wanted to go over to have a look, was pulled by Zhuang Tianlin's arm.

"I'll just treat you as Amao first. After all, the breath is right. Will it change back after going out? What if you can't change back?"

Ignoring Zhuang Tianlin who was thinking seriously, Mao Shun had already seen the face of the man in the pit, and his eyes were about to fall out.

That's Goon!

"Fake, cough, fake, cough... Bah! Bah, bah!"

Mao Shun watched helplessly as the man dressed exactly like him crawled out of the pit, spraying sand and sand from his mouth, and walking straight towards him.

Regardless of the question of why he didn't fall to his death, Mao Shun was dumbfounded just seeing a face so similar to his own.

Is there going to be a showdown between the real master and the "fake ones"?Such a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Amao?" Zhuang Tianlin gradually let go of Mao Shun's hand, looking back and forth between him and Gu En, with a confused look on his face.

This is really a dream.Mao Shun couldn't help muttering to himself.

Unlike Mao Shun's entanglement and confusion, Gu En quickly approached, and said viciously: "You counterfeit, have you occupied my body for so long without any guilt?"

"……what?"

Gu En stepped closer, grabbed Mao Shun's collar, suppressed his emotions and said slowly: "Give it back to me!"

Looking at this face out of the original body, it turned out to be this feeling.Although he is very similar to him, he is clearly childish, and even smaller than when he occupies the body. Is it really Gu En before the body shaping?

After the initial shock, Mao Shun immediately calmed down.

"Why pay it back, don't you pay it back? And since we've placed the blood set—"

"Give it back to me! I want revenge! I must take revenge! I want to kill him! Kill them all!!"

Facing the crazy Gu En, Mao Shun suddenly remembered the soul body in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and couldn't help but have a guess: This is probably a test, is it to repeat the scene in the Sea of ​​Consciousness?

But now there is no Xiaojing, what should I do?

Gu En's eyes were already red, and he grabbed Mao Shun's collar and shook it back and forth, just like the pushing of the soul body.Mao Shun was dizzy from the shaking, so he also grabbed the opponent's hand and resisted vigorously.

Although the two are different in size, they have the same strength, and they should be similar to twins in the eyes of outsiders.

Obviously exerting all their strength on each other, but no one can help the other, Mao Shun suddenly found this situation a bit funny.

Are the children in the nursery fighting?

Thinking of this, he was really discouraged, couldn't help but really laughed, and then was pushed hard by Gu En, unable to stand still and hurriedly backed away until he was supported by a hand.

"You guys, what are you playing?" Zhuang Tianlin, who had been watching for a long time, was no longer confused as before, and seemed eager to try.

Mao Shun's face darkened, and he almost forgot the existence of this guy.What on earth is he here for...

"Stop! Stop making trouble!"

Not wanting to stop him like this, Gu En actually stopped his movements obediently.

However, the next second he stood there with his arms folded and started crying.

Weeping loudly, heart-piercing.

Unexpectedly, Mao Shun's heart was seized by crying.Seeing him crying and squatting down, huddling into a ball and continuing to cry, he was even more at a loss.

Young people, cry when they fail to achieve their goals?

"Father... Mother..." A few words leaked out intermittently in the heartbreaking cry, which made her look even more pitiful.

"You, don't cry." Although Gu En guessed that this might not be the real Gu En, Mao Shun couldn't help but bend down to comfort him, "You may not remember, we have blood stamina, and I will repair it within three years." The spirit body will take you to find the enemy. Don’t worry, I should be in a hurry. I will be backlashed by the spirit body in three years! Look at how innocent I am, and I didn’t come to occupy your body by myself. ..."

Why is that weird?

"Really?" Gu En finally raised his head.

Nose and mouth were red, tears covered his face, he was crying like a child, and he looked quite childish.

Seeing this, Mao Shun felt inexplicably guilty, although he didn't need to feel guilty.

"Really—uh!"

As soon as he nodded, Mao Shun's head was pushed away suddenly, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell backwards.The landing was uneven, it happened to be a bag of dirt, and it rolled on the ground again before stopping.

I felt my face was being rubbed by something sharp, and when I touched it, there was indeed blood.

Isn't this an illusion, why am I still bleeding?Oh, the waist was also pierced by sharp stones, what a pity.

Mao Shun struggled to get up, holding back his anger and turning his head to teach Gu En: "I said you—"

As soon as the voice came out, he couldn't help but stare violently, and then shouted:

"stop!"

On the other side, Gu En's whole body has been shrouded in the attack range of the fluorescent magic weapon.

Zhuang Tianlin was holding the ruler with an unclear expression, aiming at Gu En, ready to go.

Mao Shun was so anxious that he yelled a few more times, but Zhuang Tianlin seemed unable to hear any words, and only stared at Gu En, ready to strike at any time.

At this moment, a large shadow enveloped the sky, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.It's not that you can't see your fingers, but you can't see anything two meters away.

"Eldest young master? Gu En? Zhuang Tianlin?"

The night vision ability was gone, so Mao Shun could only grope for the place he saw before shouting in a low voice.

No one responded to him.

Hula-la-hula-la-

The sound of the wind blowing the cloth.

Seems to be above.

Mao Shun carefully looked at the sky, but saw only darkness.He didn't dare to shout anymore, so he had to pay more attention to the movement around him, and at the same time groped forward more slowly, almost stopping at a step.

In just a few steps, I have already imagined many unexpected traps and accidents.

But after a while, the shadow receded silently.Soon, the sky will return.

Mao Shun felt cold sweat dripping down his back.Looking up, it was no surprise that the surrounding environment had changed again.

The barren desert, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the heat is overwhelming.

In front of you is a huge "city gate" whose roof you can't even see when you lift your neck up.

What is this experience, it is simply inexplicable.

Taking heavy steps and stepping on the soft but not sinking sand, Mao Shun felt very tired. Not only was his heart tired, but his body was also sore, especially his knees and arms...

Ok?

He suddenly realized that his current posture was: his knees were slightly bent, his body was leaning forward, his hands were behind his back, and on his back——

one person.

……

The night wind rolled up the red bean bead curtain and gently patted on the uncovered door.

There was little movement, and it was really annoying, but no one paid attention.

Laifu was sitting on the porch, staring blankly at the no longer gorgeous canna in the night, and suddenly burst into tears.

The little girl on the side wrinkled her whole face, and while she was wagging her fingers, she stammered, "Little, little dolls are crying, but you are, so big, so big, why are you crying? You, you want to eat candy?" ? Mommy gave it, it's so sweet."

"Young master, woo woo, young master..."

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"I heard that the young master of the Zhuang family is back! He came back quietly the other night."

"That idiot? I haven't seen him for so many years. He's still there. I thought..."

"Shh--be quiet!"

"What's the matter, my own father doesn't care, why should we be careful! Hey, where did he come back from? What did he do?"

"You don't know, that child made a lot of trouble a year ago and was sent away. Didn't the neighbor of my cousin's sister-in-law have a girl who went to the dealer's house as a fire girl? That child returned yesterday. When she came home, she asked her mother for money, and said that the superior was going to change her job, and the money was the only way to keep it..."

"There's nothing insurable about the job of burning a fire. It's just right to change it."

"Don't interrupt, listen to me! The superior said that she is going to be assigned to the young master's courtyard!"

"Then what's the matter? Even though he's a bit smart, he doesn't eat people. What are you afraid of?"

"You don't know that. There is something evil in that courtyard. Master Zhuang fell into the water once before, but a girl died in the end. People say that the girl died for him, so he can save him. It is said that a young man breathed on him and he came back to life! Tell me, how can someone come back to life if he is out of breath! Also, the young man disappeared later! Anyway, it’s very strange!"

……

The young master of the Zhuang family has been lying unconscious on the bed for five days, and no one can find out the cause of the disease.

I couldn't feed him with water, but he was fine, his face was rosy, his breathing was steady, and his pulse was the same. He looked like he was asleep, but he didn't wake up, no matter how disturbed he was.

However, Mr. Zhuang has recently been immersed in his vanity that he is still young and strong. He is busy with his concubine and the youngest son who has just been born for a few months.

The eldest young master's sleep was the same as the previous madness. Madam Zhuang still dared to send people to Jixian Mountain after consulting the old lady to avoid suspicion.

Speaking of it, although Jixian Mountain is not far from Lanzhi Castle, it is not a place that ordinary people can approach at will. There is no way to find the entrance, and you can only see a barren mountain.

Immortal cultivators and mortals have not interfered with each other since ancient times, and there is little intersection.And once mortals set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, they will naturally cut off the mortal relationship slowly.

Successfully sending Zhuang Tianlin to Jixian Mountain made Master Zhuang very proud for a while, if it wasn't for the fact that it was a secret and couldn't be announced to the public, I'm afraid everyone in the castle would want to know about it.

That is the place where immortal masters cultivate immortals!

Ordinary people know that there is a sacred mountain nearby, and it is said that there is an expert sitting in the town, so Lanzhi Castle is smooth and disaster-free every year, but Master Zhuang knows that there are really immortal cultivators on the mountain through the occasional bits of information leaked by the castle owner. It is difficult for ordinary people to get in touch.If it wasn't for the owner of the castle who owed him a favor, he wouldn't have had this opportunity