Shamanism kills the god

Early the next morning, under the leadership of Asu, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang boarded the Xihua Mountain in the east of Jianshui City early in the morning. .

Jianshui City was originally surrounded by mountains with undulating mountains, but the highest peak within a radius of tens of miles was Xihua Mountain within the city.This mountain is not big, far less majestic than the rolling mountains in the distance, but the mountain is high and steep, rising from the ground on a small plain.From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a long and narrow stone ladder. In some places, there is a steep and smooth stone wall on one side, and a bottomless cliff on the other side, allowing only one person to pass through.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a clear lake with blossoming lotus leaves floating on the slowly flowing water, and from time to time a tail of koi can be seen swimming through the bottom of the water.After coming out of the water to eat duckweed, with a flick of its tail, it dives under the lotus leaf and disappears.Looking up from the foot of the mountain, on the top of the misty mountain, a corner of a Taoist temple can be vaguely seen in the distance.The blue bricks and black tiles, the well-proportioned horse-head walls, appear and disappear in the misty clouds.

"Whether the mountain is high, there are immortals, there are spirits; if the water is not deep, there are fish, there are spirits. Are there really legendary immortals here?"

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a little fascinated, thinking of the "Guangling Sanji" that he once loved so much.

In the boundless world, immortals have always been illusory existences in legends.Legend has it that immortals have great supernatural powers, and they usually live in deep mountains, old forests or overseas fairy islands. They are carefree and immortal, which makes people fascinated.For this reason, from ancient times to the present, many people have traveled around the world in an attempt to find traces of immortals.

Mortal Realm, Elite Realm, Real Man Realm, Saint Realm, and Transformation God Realm, these are the five major realms of cultivation.Usually, the Realm Realm is already the limit of a cultivator, and it is the supreme existence in people's hearts.Therefore, in the vast world, people often refer to cultivation as comprehension. .But some Taoist sects with a long history are different. They secretly refer to cultivation as cultivating immortals, which means they pin their yearning and pursuit of immortals.

"Yes, of course there is. It is said that many people have seen traces of immortals on the mountain. Now, there are places of interest such as Immortal Cave and Liuxian Pond on the mountain!"

Asu, who was leading the way, stopped and pointed to the cloud-shrouded mountain to introduce the places of interest to Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang, with an excited expression on his face, "Mr. Mu, let's go up the mountain before the morning fog subsides. Otherwise , when the sun shines here, it will be even more tiring to walk."

"Okay, let's go!"

Mu Feng nodded, and walked side by side with Jing Wushuang.Stepping on the morning dew, the three of them climbed higher and higher, all the way up the steep stone ladder.

Every few hundred meters, a pavilion is built on the mountain road for people to rest.Although it was early in the morning, there were already many vendors in the gazebos along the way, some selling mountain springs, some selling medicinal herbs, and even beggars in ragged clothes were seen from time to time.Although at first glance, no power fluctuations could be sensed in their bodies, they seemed to be ordinary people; but after passing by several pavilions one after another, Mu Feng frowned and secretly raised his vigilance.

The mountain road is rugged, and there are often unfathomable cliffs beside you. If you are accidentally bumped by someone, you may fall down, and you will never recover!

Sure enough, after careful observation, it was found that the wrists occasionally exposed from under the sleeves of several street vendors were engraved with a faint drop-shaped tattoo.Although they were all doing their own thing, looking as usual, and pretending to be ordinary street vendors, they were obviously the same group of people.

A disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, or the eyes and ears of Master Blind?

A cold light flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and he secretly pumped the blood essence of the ancestral witch in his body, and then he was about to launch a thunderous strike to strike first.

Unlike last night, Asu changed into a book boy's attire, and led the way in front of him pretending to be Mu Feng's book boy.People walk in the front, but they see all directions with their eyes and listen to all directions with their ears. They are extremely clever.Glancing at the expression of Mu Feng who was walking behind, he understood what was going on, slowed down, and whispered beside Mu Feng: "Young Master Mu, don't be nervous, these street vendors and beggars are our eyes and ears. With them Surveillance along the way, no suspicious stranger can approach us!"

All of them?

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "These people look like ordinary people. There is no power fluctuation in their bodies, but they behave suspiciously. Asu, are you sure they are all from our own?"

"No mistake, Mr. Mu, don't worry!"

Asu didn't turn his head back, and lowered his head slightly while walking, and continued in a low voice: "They are ordinary people, they often walk around here, and won't attract the attention of strangers. On the surface, they are doing their own things and don't interfere with each other. , They are all members of the Jianshui Gang secretly. The drop-shaped tattoo on the wrist is the logo of their Jianshui Gang. Their leader, Wu Jiu, just happens to be Grandpa’s life-and-death friend.”

Jianshui Gang?

Mu Feng nodded, and slowly relaxed.On the surface, it looks calm, but secretly, it still maintains a bit of vigilance.It's not that they can't trust the heroic flying bats and the Jianshui Gang, the local snakes, but that they have experienced many hardships and formed a habit, and they will not completely entrust their own safety to others.

Led by Asu, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang walked up the steep stone ladder, passing the so-called Immortal Cave and Liuxian Pond and other places of interest.Many people went to these two places to pay homage, piously prostrated themselves and muttered to themselves, asking for the protection of the ancient immortals.But in his opinion, apart from being remote and quiet, and the aura of heaven and earth in the air is stronger, there is nothing unusual about these places.After staying for a while, we continued to go up, and came to a majestic Taoist temple.

The ancient Taoist temple was built on the top of a steep mountain. Standing at the gate of the Taoist temple and looking down, white clouds floated halfway up the mountain.Looking around, you can see the small mountains, the undulating mountains in the distance, and the dense virgin forest with no end in sight.The mottled walls, the mottled bronze bells hanging under the eaves, and the poems left by literati and poets on the walls since ancient times all silently tell the vicissitudes of life here.

Although it is built on the top of a high mountain, it is inconvenient to walk, but there are still fireworks all the year round in the Taoist temple, and pilgrims can be seen coming and going from time to time.After watching Jing Wushuang burn incense and make a wish in the Taoist temple under the leadership of Asu, Mu Feng simply wandered alone, walking along a quiet forest path.Walking and walking, I accidentally came to an ancient pagoda.

Outside, there was a lot of noise, but it was extremely quiet here.Standing under the ancient pagoda, I could vaguely hear the sound of rumbling thunder. When I looked up, there were dark clouds over the ancient pagoda, as if a storm was about to come.Walking a few steps closer, I saw a pair of couplets written on the gate of the ancient pagoda.On the left is "Wen Yi Zai Dao", on the right is "Stroke Spring and Autumn", and horizontally criticizes "Wenbi Pagoda".

"Okay, what a good sentence to convey the truth, and the strokes to describe the Spring and Autumn Period!"

Mu Feng nodded, pondered for a while, then raised his legs and walked over.A simple pair of couplets on the ancient pagoda let him see the courage and pride of scholars since ancient times.Warriors write legends with swords, while scholars use pens in their hands to describe the spring and autumn!

Hulong

The moment he lifted his legs and stepped into the ancient pagoda, Mu Feng heard a faint thunder, as if it exploded on the top of the pagoda, and the whole ancient pagoda shook accordingly.