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134. Letter from Daxinganling

My black-clothed hair, the boy looked like a young man. There were golden flames burning in my pupils, like a blooming lotus.

Chu Xing'er was stunned.

An Wanxian stood up.

Facing this god in Taihang Mountain, she will not miss the etiquette she should do.

The god of Taihang Mountain, Nanzhu.

Walking through Kunlun, the first creature to ascend to heaven, burned all the filth of Kunlun. Later, he appeared in 100,000 mountains, fish and dragons roaming the mountains, fighting for the unshakable statue of the gods. Until now, when he returned to Taihang, he was like the missionary in the ancient books, who killed all the ghosts and wanted to return, burned all the ghosts and monsters, and washed the mountains with heavy rain.

"Just do whatever you want." Li Xi'an said.

"You are a guest."

He looked up and watched the palace gate open wide, and the crystal ice phoenix feathers and wind and snow disappeared into the clouds in an instant. The tall man was floating in the sky, following several blade-like shells. He stared at Li Xi'an through the thick fog, and the two looked at each other. Finally, ripples appeared in the void, and the tall man disappeared and left. There was no need to talk about the past. What they were about to tell was said in the Taihang Palace. Li Xi'an also withdrew his gaze, and the swaying candlelight fell on the letter again.

"How many days are you going?"

Chu Xing'er broke her fingers and couldn't make a single one horizontally and vertically.

But An Wanxian beside her spoke for her.

"It has only been half a day since the Taihang Palace appeared, so you haven't left for long."

"So short..." Li Xi'an murmured.

The trance expression disappeared without a trace for the moment, as if it was an illusion, An Wanxian was still facing a lava-like candlelight.

The kings left silently.

Chu Xing'er had no idea what was going on. The man who claimed to have come to Taihang Mountain to ask for wine and left without a word. However, the two kings she was not familiar with did not leave directly and walked here through the thick fog.

The pale ape half-wrapped in robe and the boy with black and white chaos floating in his eyes.

"Nanzhu." Tongming's seat sounded in a deep voice.

"What's the matter with me?"

"As long as you don't talk about anything that happens in the palace, it doesn't matter what you say." Dazhiyi spread his hands.

"What are you doing?" Tongming looked at the boy lying flat on his face beside him. "I thought you would be the first to leave."

"The Sword Immortal." Da Zhiyi shook his head and looked at the woman in white under the ginkgo tree.

He patted the monkey on the shoulder and introduced proudly.

The heavy atmosphere was broken by this photo.

"This is the Qinling Sword Immortal I mentioned to you! The most beautiful and most capable person in our mountains. Can you see it? It's not as powerful as those monkeys and grandchildren of Changbai, it's more pleasing to the eyes!" Da Zhiyi exclaimed.

Tongming seat shook his head.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Da Zhiyi couldn't believe it.

"You transformed your head and your head became smaller, right?" The pale ape was too lazy to look at the off-line boy.

"Nan Zhu, what's the matter?"

Chu Xing'er on the other side was smiling happily. She was no longer afraid of anything with the dragon here.

Li Xi'an threw the letter in his hand over.

The two in the palace are not very good, and sometimes they get along well inadvertently. It has only been half a day since the present life. Although Li Xi'an noticed that the flow rate of time in the Taihang Palace was different from that in the outside world before entering the Taihang Palace, he did not expect the gap to be so huge. For them, it has been a year since they have passed, and they have witnessed something that cannot be even thought deeper into the present life.

Only silence.

This palace is different from what they thought.

It was not established in the old Jiuzhou era, similar to the bronze city in Kunlun, made by the Supreme Queen Mother of the West. This Taihang Palace is not, it comes from the shadows and secret eras in history. This is not only the first time that the kings touched the secret eras close-up, but also an extremely critical link in Li Xi'an's pursuit of the road.

They should not mention the Taihang Palace after they walked out of Taihang Palace.

Assume that nothing has happened.

But sometimes, there are always things that like to dig graves for themselves and ask others to help fill the soil.

"So that's it." Tongming Zu finished reading the letter.

"It seems that they have been coveting for a long time, otherwise they would not have chosen this time. I happened to leave Changbai Mountain for only a few days before the war started."

"What happened?" Da Zhiyi stretched his head.

"You should not ask anything, follow the girl standing there and go back to Qinling Mountains. Ask questions, you still have the enthusiasm to roll up your sleeves. Is this the big priest I know who is lying like a dead pig?" Tongming's seat grinned, the flames burned, and the letters in his hand were burning.

The eyes of the people present fell on An Wanxian.

"This is a guest." Li Xi'an spoke.

"It's also the sender. If you are really curious, you might as well go back to Qinling and ask for some questions. Monkey is probably a little angry at this time. Everyone, let's disperse."

"If you have something to worry about, I will send it away soon."

"Okay." Da Zhiyi clapped his hands, "Just as the dragon and the yellow shell talk, the birds and monkeys are all unlucky, so let's go! I'm leaving! Monkey, you have nothing to do in the future, ask your grandpa! If there is really something wrong, I will definitely kill you! Did you hear it..."

The sword light flashed, and An Wanxian walked on the crystal sword energy and dragged the boy across the sea-like lake.

"Say a few less words?"

"No! I can't swallow this!" The boy beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Da Zhiyi was carried by An Wanxian, and his mouth was still yelling endlessly. He struggled hard, and his voice spread farther and farther away.

Li Xi'an saw it inexplicably, and looked like a sibling.

"An Wanxian, it should be the one who raised him when he was a child?" Tong Mingzu watched the two disappear into the thick fog.

"It should be true." Li Xi'an closed his eyes and opened it with black eyes like clear water.

A monkey and a dragon stood under the tree like this.

But Chu Xinger could clearly feel the temperature in the air rising.

The lava-like veins rolled in the body of the thin monkey, like blood vessels, beating regularly.

"What happened?" Chu Xing'er asked Jiaolong.

If this continues, she is probably going to be ignited by the monkey.

"Changbai ignited the war and was invaded." Li Xi'an put his hands into his enlarged sleeves, and naturally drooped.

The cold wind in deep winter swept over and could not cool down the high temperatures rippling on the isolated island.

"Ancient monk?" Chu Xing'er frowned.

"No, Guli."

"The Guli of Yan Kingdom is bounded by Changbai Mountain. Now they may not want to stick to that little place and extend their hands towards Changbai."

"This is an invasion of the whole country, and the human race and demons in that country have unprecedented unity. They say this is the recovery of the ancient mountains that originally belonged to them." Li Xi'an said, with no expression on his face.

Facing the winter wind, fog and low temperature, a few clear ice crystals hung on the boy's face.

It can melt instantly.

The pale ape turned around, and the thick fog swallowed his thin body at this moment. The next moment, Chu Xing'er saw the outline of a huge palm, and her arm passed through the mist in the air, with red light. In a very high place, two red moons rose.

The mountains are trembling.

"Buddha's hand, please keep your home." Li Xi'an said.

Chu Xing'er withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and chanted the Buddha's name.
Chapter completed!
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