"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

The sound of dripping water rang in his ears again. After Cheng Yu gradually adapted to the dim surroundings, he found that he had followed Zixia back to the Yanxi Cave.

I saw the white-robed Immortal Lord holding the brocade bag in his hand, standing calmly next to the boulder deep in the cave, staring at the drops of water falling on the boulder, causing shallow pools of water to form on the top.

Zixia kept standing in the cave, and Cheng Yu kept watching until an unknown amount of time passed. He saw that the water pit gradually became deeper, but there was not a drop of water in it.

After the water droplets fell into the water nest, all the water droplets splashed up, but not a drop was left behind.

"Tick tock!"

Another splash of water bloomed on the boulder, and evenly distributed water droplets scattered in all directions, sliding along the surface of the boulder into the undercurrent on the ground.

Cheng Yu saw that Zixia was in trance and did not disturb him. He also knew that he and Zixia were in two different worlds at this time and the other party could not notice him at all, so he turned around and flew towards the entrance of the cave.

I saw that on the Qingluo Mountain outside the cave, the vegetation that was all withered and yellow when the five spirits were born last time has returned to a dense green forest, and the vitality is no different from before.

It seems that many years have passed by this time.

Looking up into the distance, the city walls of Qingchuan County are beginning to take shape, and further away, in the direction of Jiangkou Town where the river turns, dots of people are starting to appear.

But at the foot of the mountain in the direction of Qingluozhuang, there is still a wilderness of green grass and no human habitation.

Um?

Near the foot of the mountain, Cheng Yu noticed that there was a small bump bulging out for some reason, and it was covered with flowers of various colors, which looked quite abrupt in the flat green land.

The more he looked at the bump, the more Cheng Yu felt that it looked like a tomb.

Recalling the brocade bag that Zixia had been holding in her hand just now, and the last words of the witch before...

This Immortal Lord Zixia actually buried the witch at the foot of Qingluo Mountain.

It seems that at this time, he has not yet realized that the last difficulty among the nine difficulties is the word love.

Cheng Yu felt a sense of emotion in his heart and couldn't help but take another look at the tomb. He realized that although the location of the tomb seemed random, it was actually the best piece of land at the foot of the mountain.

Um?

Not far away from the tomb, which was only a dozen miles away, Cheng Yu saw a long, thin yellow line appearing there at some unknown time.

Looking into the distance along the yellow line, one end is connected to Qingchuan County, and the other end disappears in the direction of Jiangkou Town on the riverside.

In the meantime, more and more black dots are moving on the yellow line, but the speed is surprisingly fast like fast playback.

At the same time, the trees around Cheng Yu were also changing, and the originally lush green leaves turned yellow and fell off in the blink of an eye.

After a few more breaths, the entire Qingluo Mountain and the ground beneath its feet were covered with a layer of white.

As for the yellow line, it was also buried under heavy snow, and there were no more black spots to walk on.

Only one or two small carriages flashed past, leaving thin black lines.

But the thin black lines soon changed from clear to intermittent, and finally melted into the snow-white canvas again and disappeared.

The vast expanse of white is so clean.

But this world of white snow did not last long, and soon it all melted away, revealing once again a land of yellow grass and dead trees.

Then, the ground began to turn green quickly, and leaves grew wildly on the bare tree trunks.

The entire land was as if a green dye vat had been smashed. Suddenly, it was covered with green for thousands of miles, filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Another year has passed.

Cheng Yu only stood at the entrance of the cave for a while, and the scene in front of him changed so continuously that he could no longer remember how many years had passed.

During this period, only Qingchuan County grew bigger and bigger, Jiangkou Town became more and more densely populated, and the yellow line connecting the two became thicker every year.

But Qingluo Village still didn't appear. Only one or two lonely thatched houses were erected on the roadside near it.

A pergola was set up in front of the house, and a flagpole with the word "tea" on it was raised.

The former tomb full of flowers has been almost completely wiped out by the erosion of countless years.

The thin dog demon, Jin Shuyang, and even Huo Yazi in Taoist robes all flashed past the entrance of Yanxi Cave.

Among them, Zixia would occasionally go out of the cave to relax. She also met a black python as thick as a bucket on the shade side of Qingluo Mountain, and played with it to relieve her boredom.

That is Liu Hedong who has not yet transformed.

…

…

"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

As time goes by, the water drops dripping from Yanxi Cave, no matter how the vicissitudes of life outside the cave change, they only maintain one rhythm and remain unchanged.

"..."

"..."

Suddenly, Cheng Yu noticed that the sound of water dripping from the cave entrance behind him disappeared.

Turning around and looking around, I didn't know when Zixia appeared at the entrance of the cave, still holding the brocade bag in her left hand.

And above his head, there was a ball of water droplets floating quietly.

Zixia raised her head and stared at the ball of water. After letting the outside of the cave change for a few more years, she suddenly frowned slightly, then stretched out her right hand and spread her palm, and at the same time let go of her thoughts.

"Crack!"

The drop of water fell on the palm of Zixia's white palm. The water splashed everywhere and landed on a concave stone at the foot. It flowed along the stone surface and finally gathered into a drop of water again.

"..."

Zixia looked at the dry palms of her hands, and then at the drops of water on the stone surface under her feet, her eyes gradually became brighter.

"Three disasters and nine disasters..."

"The body is in harmony with the Tao, the body and the spirit are unified..."

"The body and soul are unified..."

"The body and soul are unified..."

"..."

"ha!"

Suddenly, he let out a loud roar that shook the surrounding areas, knocking off countless yellowing and falling leaves on Qingluo Mountain, and frightened all the wild beasts on the mountain to run down the mountain in panic again.

Then a white shadow shot up into the sky from halfway up the mountain, stirring up the white clouds above Qingluo Mountain and scattering them.

Cheng Yu looked at the purple clouds waving freely in the sky and knew that he must have finally understood the so-called way of combining distraction and integration.

"Hui!"

"Hush!"

"Escort! Escort!"

As purple clouds waved wildly in the sky, there was also the faint sound of people neighing and horses barking from below the foot of the mountain.

At this time, on the road connecting Qingchuan County and Jiangkou Town at the foot of the mountain, a large group of men and horses in brocade clothes came out of nowhere, stretching for several miles in front and back.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the middle of the queue, where the crowd is most crowded, stands a huge yellow umbrella.

A group of well-dressed little people, surrounded by a fat man covered in yellow brocade, got off an extremely large and luxurious carriage, put up a pergola and pointed to the sky above Qingluo Mountain.

When Cheng Yu saw this, he immediately remembered the royal poem on the imperial stele pavilion in Qingluo Village:

The mountains of green radish are not visible, and the immortals come and dance gracefully.

Don't laugh when you are lying on the couch with your white head. When you are drunk, you invite the moon to fall in the world.

The final signature was the visit to Qingluo Mountain in the autumn of the 14th year of Longtai.

Looking at the autumn leaves all over the mountain, the time, place and people have all matched up, so this is probably the last year of Longtai, and it seems that it is not far away from the so-called Longtai Rebellion of the Five Families.

"Quick! Set up camp on the spot."

Cheng Yu heard the man covered in yellow brocade at the foot of the mountain, standing with his hands folded and bowing to the sky, while shouting loudly to the people who were kneeling around him.

Someone around him hurriedly shouted "Zunzhi.", and then heard the fat Emperor Longtai shout again:

"Pass the decree to quickly build a platform for worshiping immortals here. I want to worship the immortals."

…

It was night in the blink of an eye, and bonfires were burning at the foot of Qingluo Mountain for miles away. On the road, torches and horses were galloping back and forth, spreading endless reports.

Immortal Zixia had already returned to Yanxi Cave and was meditating on the boulder deep inside the cave, as if nothing had happened before.

Zixia was in meditation in the cave here. At the foot of the mountain, Emperor Longtai had set up an altar of incense and led his ministers to worship and worship at Qingluo Mountain.

During this period, there was even more spiritual power and demonic energy that fluctuated continuously throughout Qingluo Mountain, but it never came close to the entrance of Yanxi Cave, even though the entrance was clearly located halfway up the mountain.

Cheng Yu saw that in front of the altar of Emperor Longtai, there were several monks in yellow robes guarding the altar. Their auras were in the same vein as Huang Shan's, and they were clearly members of the Huang family.
To be continued...