Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 2 Nanshan
Nanshan is full of clouds and mist, like a yellowed ink landscape painting.

Outside Nanshan, Chu Tianming woke up slowly, feeling the long-lost feeling of air filling his lungs again. He coughed violently a few times, but felt extremely comfortable.

After adapting, he looked at his body, his calm eyes showing no sign of any emotional fluctuations.

"I finally came to life..."

Chu Tianming murmured, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Before the ups and downs of eternity, the great road collapsed and reincarnation was lacking. As the only "reincarnation body" in eternity, he had to enter the void to fight.

In that battle, he was not sure of winning at all. Fortunately, he had laid a terrifying enough secret hand, which allowed him to fight for a chance of survival during the battle of nothingness and put his original mortal body into a black coffin. Throw it out of nothingness and fall into Nanshan.

After falling into Nanshan Mountain, he was dying. Thanks to that black coffin, he was able to float up and down in the long river of time, and he was able to intervene in the world in the form of a "shadow" and lay an eternal secret. Now his The true body was finally resurrected. Although it was just an ordinary mortal body, it was enough.

The black hands of one era after another, the masters of one era after another, and the ups and downs of millions of lives have polished Chu Tianming's Taoist heart. Even if the long river of history washes away, he can remain unchanged.

That's it. Even if he is just a mortal in this life, so what?When he returns, he will definitely destroy the deepest darkness that has been hidden for eternity. He will definitely fight into the void again and fight to the end until the sky collapses.

Chu Tianming retracted his thoughts and his eyes fell on a skinny old man next to him.

The skinny old man was wearing cloth clothes, with his eyelids drooping. He did not disturb Chu Tianming's memories. Now when he saw Chu Tianming looking over, he immediately smiled and said, "Hey, hey, little brother, it was the old man who fished you out."

With this smile, the old man showed his yellow teeth, and his eyes immediately became shrewd, both shrewd and vulgar.

Chu Tianming smiled lightly and said: "It is not an easy task to fish people out of Nanshan."

"Hey hey... the ancestral craftsmanship is rare and easy, rare and easy." The old man smiled wretchedly, his eyeballs rolled, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Chu Tianming stared at the old man for a long time and asked, "What is your name?"

"Corpse hunter." The old man said, rubbing his hands together, laughing, and added, "My ancestors have been called corpse hunters for generations. After the old man got lost in that mountain, I will be called corpse hunter."

Chu Tianming followed the old man's direction and looked to the horizon. There, the hazy mist shrouded the sky, and the outline of a mountain was vaguely visible.

"Nanshan..." It is Nanshan where the black coffin fell. From a distance, it looks like an ancient black and white painting.

Nanshan, that was the name of the sacred mountain from eons ago. After millions of ups and downs, no one remembers its name, but in Chu Tianming's view, Nanshan is still Nanshan.

In the past eternity, things have changed and people have changed. Only some near-eternal things can last as long as Chu Tianming.

"Corpse fisher—" Chu Tianming took a deep breath, and this title immediately evokes too many memories in him, "Nanshan corpse fisher—"

Chu Tianming came to his senses and asked again: "Who is in power in the Hunfang Cultivation Domain now?"

"The 49 Cultivation Kingdom Lords in the Cultivation Domain each have their own affairs, and this has been going on for thousands of years." The old man chuckled.

Chu Tianming frowned and asked, "Where is Lord Qingxuan?"

"Lord Qingxuan disappeared 5 years ago." The old man replied.

Chu Tianming's face changed slightly. He disappeared 5 years ago?This time, his shadow returned to the coffin, and it took 5 years to open the black coffin with his real body.

Chu Tianming suddenly thought of something and asked again: "Is there any movement in the Black Stone Sea?"

"Before Lord Qingxuan disappeared, there was a huge amount of black energy in the Black Stone Sea, and the entire wilderness was shrouded. There was no light for half a month. There are rumors that the disappearance of Lord Qingxuan is related to it, but no one can tell the real situation." The old man was smiling as he spoke, looking extremely vulgar, as if what he was talking about was just random talk.

"Little brother, I want to go to Black Stone Sea?" The old man winked as he spoke, as if he was encouraging Chu Tianming to go to Black Stone Sea.Chu Tianming glanced at him and said calmly: "Black Stone Sea, I have to go there sooner or later, but there is no rush now."

"Is the study still there?" Chu Tianming thought for a while and asked suddenly.

"The study has fallen, and now there is only one Wenzong left. Although Wenzong has fallen, the treasure house preserved in the previous study is still there. Many disciples from the great teaching kingdom will go there to be a disciple. What kind of imperial magic, divine magic or other treasures can be found in the nook and cranny of the corner?" The old man smiled obscenely and asked, "Do you want to go to Wenzong?"

Chu Tianming glanced at the old man and said nonchalantly: "Then go take a look."

The old man was immediately overjoyed. He blindly took out a series of tokens from his arms, then picked through them and found a jet black wooden token. He grinned with big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Little brother, this is Lanting Ling of the study, what do you think?"

After speaking, the old man handed the token to Chu Tianming, who looked like a fish seller in the market, holding a bunch of fish in his hand, and then picked one of them to show the seller.

Chu Tianming didn't care. He took it and rubbed the token. Some memories that were so far back that he couldn't trace them back could not help but emerge in his mind.

The Lanting Order of Lanting Shusheng...

I remember that Lanting Shusheng was still a little muddy girl in exile. After being rescued by him who turned into a white-clothed scholar, she slowly followed him and became a quiet girl who loved to read unofficial history.Perhaps the little girl at that time did not expect that she would become a Holy Emperor and create a Xuanzong-Study that would embrace the ancient history and secrets.

The old man laughed and didn't bother Chu Tianming at all, but his eyes never left Chu Tianming, as if he was expecting what Chu Tianming would say.

After Chu Tianming recalled it, he put the token away, looked at the old man, and said with a faint smile: "You are very wise, and I am not greedy for such a small advantage. Nanshan corpse collectors have their own rules for corpse collectors. I’ll give you some advice. Get a pen and paper.”

The old man was overjoyed, he hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his body, spread it in front of Chu Tianming, and then personally ground ink for Chu Tianming, and handed him a brush.

"The pen made from the hair of Nanli Guihao can indeed write words that make those dirty things afraid." Chu Tianming commented lightly, then he took up the pen, dipped it lightly in ink, and scribbled on the white paper.

Chu Tianming wrote very quickly, like a ghost drawing a talisman. The old man couldn't understand it. He just laughed and said: "If you like this little brother, just take it. If it falls into the old man's hands, it won't matter." It’s very useful, but it’s not enough to chop wood and light a fire.”

After Chu Tianming finished writing, he put away the pen without hesitation and said calmly: "This ghost brush really has some effect on me, I will accept it."

The old man carefully put away Chu Tianming's copybook, then moved close to Chu Tianming, his eyes rolled, and he chuckled: "Although the study was not built as Wenzong, there are so many treasures, and the territory of the great religion is The capital of the country is stuffing its heirs, and I see that my little brother has wonderful bones and extraordinary talents. If I go to Wenzong, won’t all those fairies and princesses be included in my bag?”

Chu Tianming glanced at the old man and said calmly: "You are a corpse hunter, how can you do this?"

"Hehehehe..." the old man smiled obscenely, "Fairy Princess, who is not good at it? Little brother, do you think so? Do you want the old man to accompany you to visit Wenzong? As long as you nod, little brother, three or five Fairy Princess, you can still catch her."

Chu Tianming smiled faintly, pretending to think deeply, and then said with a smile: "Okay, then I'd like to trouble you to come with me. I'm also planning to kidnap one or two fat girls back to Nanshan to be the wives of the villagers." , like those descendants of Lord Qingxuan, I think it’s quite good.”

The old man's expression suddenly changed, he quickly showed his yellow teeth, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, hey, I am also a person with a good reputation. Ordinary fairies and princesses will definitely not be in your eyes, so I won't embarrass you, old man." .”

After all, the old man was busy laughing.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore." Chu Tianming turned around and left without saying a word, very simply.

The old man's voice came from behind Chu Tianming, "Little brother, do you want me to give you a ride? It's quite a distance from here to Wenzong."

Chu Tianming, who was going away, waved his hands, leaving behind a back view, "No need, the road to Nanshan is not easy, you should think about it carefully."

The old man couldn't help but feel nervous. He glanced at Nanshan from a distance and touched the calligraphy in his arms. It seemed that this was not an ordinary calligraphy, but a mountain patrol oracle left by the ancient god king.

The old man put away the obscene smile on his face and bowed to Chu Tianming's back.If anyone familiar with him saw the old man's appearance, he would definitely be frightened, secretly wondering who it was that made the old man look so respectful.

(End of this chapter)