pillow mountain river

At the moment when the Frost Secret Realm dissipated, the monks trapped in the secret realm couldn't help being shocked, but presumably it was Qing Yun who broke the formation, and everyone gathered following Qing Yun's spiritual breath.

"Daoist Qingjun, thank you very much for this time. If it weren't for your profound cultivation, I'm afraid I would be trapped in that secret realm and unable to get out," said a monk.

The rest of the people thanked him one by one, but Qingyun didn't respond. Everyone thought that his temperament was just like this and didn't care.Only Ze Yuan noticed that Master's expression was different, he glanced at Ze Zhou who was beside Qing Yun.

Zezhou shrugged, indicating that he did not know why.

Ze Yuan was about to find a gap to ask Qing Yun himself, but before that time, a sudden change occurred.

Once the Frost Secret Realm cleared up, the original appearance of this place was revealed. It was originally a quiet mountain forest with lush vegetation.

In an instant, the grass and trees seemed to be possessed by a demon, and they rushed towards the crowd with their teeth and claws.Not only that, but there seemed to be a strange beast hiding underground, and the "strange beast" raised the soil restlessly.

The dense branches above the head intertwined into an airtight cage, covering the group of people with lightning speed.

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, Zezhou avoided the branches that were rushing towards him, and took out the fire talisman from his pocket.

Zezhou saw the monk closest to him being restrained by vines protruding from his feet, but he was powerless to untie him.

These crazy plants are not even afraid of the fire talisman, no one knows who is behind the manipulation.

There were too many variables, and most of the group were hit by the trick.Qing Jun held the long sword and stepped on a thick branch. The blade was covered with sticky dark green juice.

It was dark, and the branches of the trees covering the sky blocked the sunlight.

A person walked unhurriedly from behind the tree shadow to Qing Yun.

The man was dressed in green, with a gentle smile on his face, most of the black lines on his forehead disappeared, only two or three lines extending from his temples in the shape of dead branches.

"Pillow on the cold mountain?" A monk was shocked when he saw the man.

Ze Yuan spent a lot of effort just now to avoid those invisible branches, seeing that the instigator of all this was behind the cold mountain, his heart beat like a drum.

Could it be that Zhenhan Mountain has really merged with the godhead?

If that's the case, what is the way to kill him?

What is the difference between killing him now and killing a god? How can a man fight against a god?

Ze Yuan has never backed down, nor has he ever been afraid of something, and cold sweat can't help but ooze from his back.

Xu Hanshan sensed Ze Yuan's probing, and glanced at him lightly.

Those eyes were still gentle and reserved, reminding Zeyuan of the first time he saw Zhenhan Mountain.This person was dressed in plain green clothes, with medicinal fragrance wrapped around his body, he looked like an ordinary pharmacist.

Spiritual cultivators are peaceful by nature and are close to the human race. Ze Yuan originally thought that Zhenhan Mountain was also a spiritual cultivator of this kind, but now that he knew the true face of Zhenhan Mountain, he felt chills all over his body after only being looked at by him.

"Qingyun," Zhenhanshan looked at Jianxiu above and asked, "Where's my little rabbit?"

Zhen Hanshan is smiling, but it doesn't fit in with Qing Yun's impression of Zhen Hanshan.The Zhenhanshan he knew had never spoken in such a frivolous tone.

"You don't know, or you don't want to tell me?" Zhen Hanshan used that peaceful tone as always, but the icy long sword that appeared in his hand pierced a monk's chest involuntarily.

The monk was restrained by the branches, and he had already been taken away by the long sword before he realized the danger was coming.

The sword Zhen Hanshan held was a long sword made of jade, and the blood stains accumulated in the blood groove were clearly visible.

He might have killed someone before he came here.

"Isn't that rabbit monster close to you? Could it be that he is also afraid of you, a monster, and refuses to release his spiritual breath so that you can find him?" Zezhou sneered.

Qing Yun reprimanded, "Zezhou!"

Qing Yun flew to block the attack, and the blades of the long swords collided with each other, making loud noises.

Zhen Hanshan restrained his smile, "Since you don't know, it's useless." As soon as the words fell, the small world trapped by trees changed again.

"Master!"

The two brothers and sisters exclaimed.

The sky and the earth seem to be spinning, and the scene in front of you is a layer of leaves.Countless fallen leaves fell like a large hourglass.

Back then, the sect alliance that had resisted thousands of water monsters by itself, the sword in his hand was broken.

Zhen Hanshan lightly raised his left hand, and countless vines surged towards Qingyun.

Qing Yun was entangled by the vines and hung in mid-air.Zezhou and Zeyuan rushed to the rescue.

Zhenhanshan ignored Qingyun's two apprentices, but lowered his head and said to himself, "So you are there."

The "you" in his mouth refers to Er Dong, and Er Dong blocked the spiritual breath on his body, and he didn't feel it until Zhen Hanshan just now.Zhen Hanshan didn't know why he was so eager to find Er Dong, but since he had been searching for so long, he decided to meet him.

Zhen Hanshan thought of the rabbit monster, and saw the blood dripping from the sword tip, he suddenly changed his mind and didn't want to kill these people.

All the vines receded in an instant, and disappeared together with the frightening man in Tsing Yi.

Er Dong knew that Zhen Hanshan would come to him.

Even though the Zhenhan Mountain in front of him was completely unfamiliar, Er Dong still said to him, "You are here."

"It's getting dark soon," Er Dong said, looking at the sky.

Zhen Hanshan smiled and said, "Aren't you blaming me for finding you after a long time?"

"No," Er Dong replied, "It's just that when it gets dark, it's time to start a fire." Er Dong searched for firewood everywhere, and it took a long time to build the fire.

Zhen Hanshan watched quietly from the side until the bonfire was lit, and he sat down beside the fire, sitting side by side with Erdong.

"You really resemble him," Er Dong said.The man in front of him has a pair of long and narrow eyes, and the fire is dancing in the eyes, but it's a pity that the fire is cold.

Zhen Hanshan's gaze turned cold, and he immediately smiled, "What are you talking about?"

Er Dong stared into Zhenhanshan's eyes, and said word by word, "You are not Zhenhanshan."

The man laughed, "Oh? Then you are sure you really understand him?"

Er Dong silently looked at the man.The man whispered in his ear, "Then do you know why he chose the surname Zhen?"

Er Dong avoided the man's approach. "Zhihanshan" smiled and said, "Look, you actually don't know him at all."

The man raised his hand and tapped Er Dong's forehead with two fingers.A picture suddenly appeared in front of Er Dong's eyes.

A person came from far to near, and a crisp voice spewed out from the boy's mouth.

"My name is Azhen. I'm from Hangu. I take care of the soul grass here. What's your name?"

The young man with a handsome face but a little indifferent raised his face, his eyes were like crescent moons, "I've never seen someone as good-looking as you, are you a monster?"

The boy's tone was relaxed, his eyes were smiling, and he was completely unprepared.

"Why his surname is Zhen, I must have not told you that," the man's peaceful voice suddenly awakened Er Dong from the illusion.

Er Dong's eyes were lost, but the boy's crisp voice still lingered in his ears.

My name is A pillow...

what's your name……

That year in Hanshan, the rabbit demon also asked him what his name was.

Zhen Hanshan didn't think much about it, and said, his surname is Zhen.

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