The night is like water, soaked in thick fog.

Uncle Feng walked down the mountain road in the thick fog and looked unfavorable. He didn't find any useful information on Mount Tai. Could it be that there was no immortal coming to the world?

"Now I can only go down the mountain and take a look."

Uncle Feng had no other choice. He was only one day and one night faster than others. Mount Tai was too big, and he could not search the entire Mount Tai after all.

"I just hope that what the man said is true, otherwise the first opportunity for this day and one night will be wasted."

Uncle Feng can only let Li Chunqiu say what he said, because that was his only chance. After the people from all directions of Jiuzhou came here tomorrow, his chances would be even more slim.

Uncle Feng also thought about whether Li Chunqiu was an immortal. After all, there was only one person and one monkey above Mount Tai, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely.

Compared to the immortal in Taiyin Academy who made the palace building with white marble, Li Chunqiu is too ordinary after all.

As the height of the mountain range under Uncle Feng's feet gradually decreased, the ancient trees under the night became more and more cold, and the moisture at night made Uncle Feng feel uncomfortable.

And this cold became more and more obvious as Uncle Feng walked down from Mount Tai.

Uncle Feng couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. He was obviously a practitioner of Taoism. Although his realm was not profound, it was not normal to get goosebumps all over his body by the cold of Xia Mi Ye Han.

"Maybe, this is the vision that the man said?"

"Is it true that the immortal is from the foot of the mountain?"

Uncle Feng had this idea and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The fog in front of me became deeper, but Uncle Feng entered it without hesitation.

Thick fog.

The thick fog on your fingers was gone.

Uncle Feng could only grop and move forward. He didn't know how long it took before the thick fog in front of him gradually dissipated.

Appearing in Uncle Feng's vision was a figure. The figure appeared in the thick fog, like a mirror flower, water and moon, out of reach.

"This should be an immortal!"

Uncle Feng said in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

This is a fate of immortals. How many people in the world can see immortals and get the fate of immortals?

As Uncle Feng continued to walk forward, his figure in the fog gradually became clear. It was a white dress with a tall crown, and an endless chill came to his face.

Immortal!

Uncle Feng took a deep breath and had a premonition that this was definitely an immortal.

Uncle Feng's steps gradually slowed down, and he could not lose his etiquette at this time.

step.

Another step.

The white figure became clearer in Uncle Feng's eyes.

Just as Uncle Feng stopped to prepare for salute, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, and the thick fog was blown away in just a moment.

Uncle Feng, who was about to salute, instantly expanded his pupils, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

On the mountain, the thick fog gradually faded, and the heavy armored skeletons slowly became clear on the mountain. Under their helmets was a pair of light green fire lights, which were extremely charming.

And on both sides of the skeleton, there were green lamps, the same charming green green, indescribable.

Yin Soldier!

Although Uncle Feng has never seen it, who else in the world doesn’t know the Yin soldiers in the Yin world at this time?

This is a life-threatening ghost!

Uncle Feng, who was covered in cold sweat, immediately turned his gaze back to the man in white.

At this time, Uncle Feng discovered that the man in white he had just seen was standing in front of the endless ghost soldiers, and there was a man in black next to him.

That was not a man of immortality, it was an Yin Shiya.

Uncle Feng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

If these two people are not mistaken, this is black and white impermanence.

Uncle Feng's body was stiff at this time.

This is a wonder, a strange phenomenon?

It's really amazing.

However, he would rather not see it himself.

Uncle Feng froze away his gaze and walked towards the other side like a zombie.

His eyes looked straight ahead, and there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes.

Uncle Feng just hopes that those ghosts and gods will not pay attention to him.

At this time, he had already listed Li Chunqiu as a great enemy in his heart. This must be the one who came to Mount Tai to find opportunities. Seeing that he was also a person looking for immortality, he tricked him.

"If you can live away from this place, you will definitely be rewarded with one reward."

Uncle Feng said in his heart, but his steps were constantly accelerating.

But at this moment, a voice sounded in Uncle Feng's ears.

"Stop!"

The sound was like snow water melting from the thousand-year-old ice pouring on Uncle Feng's head.

Uncle Feng felt as if he was straightened in an instant.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he had only one thought left in his mind.

run!

The moment Uncle Feng reacted, he used all his strength to run towards the foot of the mountain.

In the afterglow of his eyes, he even saw the green lamp being constantly pulled away from his vision.

Don't chase me.

Never chase me!

Uncle Feng kept begging in his heart.

But nothing has developed as he prayed for.

In Uncle Feng's eyes, a black shadow flashed, and the next moment, he hit a body hard.

It was like hitting a thousand-year-old icicle. Uncle Feng was frozen in an instant, and he kept shivering. He raised his head tremblingly.

The two green soul fires and black clothes continued to magnify in his eyes.

The next moment, Uncle Feng's eyes turned dark and completely fainted.

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Early in the morning and dawn, Uncle Feng vaguely heard countless discussions, like an annoying fly.

"This man seems to be Uncle Feng, a nobleman of Qi."

"Why is he here?"

"What else can it be? It must be because of the immortal fate."

"But how could he fall here?"

"Did you know soon after waking him?"

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At this time, on Mount Tai, Li Chunqiu gently pulled off a leaf and threw it out casually.

The leaves flutter gently in the air, shaking and falling gently.

Li Chunqiu's eyes fell as the leaves fell, looking at the fallen leaves that finally fell on the ground.

"It seems that there are many people coming."

"It disturbs people's tranquility!"

After shaking his head, Li Chunqiu turned around and walked down the mountain. It should be a month or two before he could walk all over Mount Tai.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of falling leaves and the sound of Li Chunqiu stepping on the thick fallen leaves, the white clothes disappeared into the woods.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the golden little monkey scratched his head and then penetrated into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

Li Chunqiu said that he must not be seen, so he must hide it better.

On Mount Tai, there is no longer any peace. I just don’t know who will be the ultimate Taoist guardian of Mount Tai?
Chapter completed!