Chapter 817: Hanging Mountain

Ah~

The feeling of coming home.

On the "Dahei", Jian Nanchun put his hands behind his back, facing the sea breeze, with his long hair stretched to the back of his head.

This trip down the mountain was something he had worked so hard to earn, and he didn't have many chances to be alone with his junior sister along the way. At this moment Jian Nanchun is enjoying this rare peace.

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

The kid next to him, surnamed Lin, squatted down and was tinkering with something.

Jian Nanchun narrowed his eyes to take a look, and was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.

"Evil...stop!"

He found that Yi Lin was scratching the "floor" with her fingers.

hiss~

He dare not do this!

how dare you?

Jian Nanchun was so frightened that he suddenly lifted Yi Lin up. Yi Lin stared at Jian Nanchun with innocent innocent eyes, "I'm just curious."

"Heh," not far away, the Elder Jieyin turned his back to several people and chuckled: "It's okay, everyone has a childish heart. For many years, no one dared to scratch Dahei's back, Dahei I find it kind of interesting."

interesting?

Can it still be like this?

Jian Nanchun also became interested, wanting to imitate Yi Lin and grasp it.

Elder Jieyin saw through Jian Nanchun's thoughts, and reminded Wen Xu: "But if you keep arresting him, Dahei will be really angry."

Jian Nanchun: "..."

He instantly dispelled this stupid idea.

"Brother, what is Dahei?"

When Yi Lin was put back to the original place by Jian Nanchun, she was not angry and asked with a shy face.

"Shh-"

Jian Nanchun stared hard at Yi Lin, raised his index finger, and when he hissed, a little bit of saliva spewed out from his mouth because of too much force.

Yi Lin asked Elder Jieying again: "Excuse me, can we not talk here?"

Elder Jieyin turned his head and looked at Yi Lin, his gentle face showed a bit of surprise, then his eyes showed a bit of interest, he nodded his head regardless of his status, and answered Yi Lin's question: "Oh, Dahei On your back, you need to keep quiet. But you are not a disciple of Tianjianmen now, so you don't need to obey the school rules. Nanchun, you don't need to be restrained, just answer him."

Yi Lin looked at Jian Nanchun proudly.

Jian Nanchun's face immediately turned black.

But the Elder Jieyin had already spoken, and Jian Nanchun could only say: "'Dahei' is the sea-suppressing monster of Tianjianmen. It has the blood of the ancient monster 'Kun' in its body. After being tamed by the ancestors of Tianjianmen, it has been with us for many years Take and lead the elders together, and lead the disciples in the sect to Xianshan."

Yi Lin thought for a while, stretched out her index finger, and with the other hand made a gesture of a person stepping on it: "Can't you fly with a sword, can't you just fly in?"

"Oh," Jian Nanchun felt amused by the child's ignorant speech: "Is it possible that you can enter Tianjianmen whenever you want, and come out whenever you want? Tianjianmen is surrounded by countless restrictions. Speaking of casualties, many years ago, there was a disciple who, ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, wanted to sneak out of the fairy mountain, guess what happened in the end?"

"oh?"

"Hey, that disciple who defected was lost in the restriction for a full ten years. He could neither go to sea nor return to the mountain. When he was fished out of the restriction by the elders five years later, he was skinny and dying. Old style."

Hearing Jian Nanchun's words, Xia Xiaoman, who was still thinking carefully not long ago, turned pale suddenly, bit his lips tightly, hugged the kit in his arms, his eyes were full of bewilderment and helplessness.

Next, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Yi Lin didn't ask any more questions, Jian Nanchun didn't say much anymore, Xia Xiaoman lowered his head, depressed.

Only Elder Jieyin hummed a long little tune softly in the sea breeze, deep in his eyes were hidden thoughts, floating out of the dust, he seemed to be in a good mood.

All the way without words.

There seemed to be some kind of power in the sea fog. When Yi Lin sensed something was wrong, she sensed the telekinetic power a little and let it out a little as a test.

He found that the sea fog, whether it was pure natural or man-made, was what Jian Nanchun called "restriction", which greatly restricted the expansion of Yi Lin's sensory tentacles. In perception, the sea fog is like high-density and thick sea water, sticky and obscure, making it difficult for his "tentacles" to move.

The vision in front of them became more and more hazy, and the few people seemed to have penetrated into the foggy area, letting the "hybrid kun" carry them deep into the unknown field.

Yi Lin noticed that in the sea fog, the restless Xia Xiaoman involuntarily moved closer to Yi Lin, their shoulders were almost at the same level, and they were lightly pressed together through the thin clothes.

Perhaps, in Xia Xiaoman's heart, among the five, only Yi Lin, who is also an "ordinary person" like her, could bring her some insignificant psychological comfort.

finally.

The mist dissipated.

A burst of crisp birdsong came from a distance, and the eyes of the five people suddenly became enlightened.

When a brand new scene appeared in front of Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman's eyes, both of them opened their mouths at the same time, obviously stunned.

A vast, flat cone-shaped continent floating in the air out of thin air, hundreds of meters away from the ground.

In the center of the Hanging Continent, a high mountain soared into the sky, and beams of gentle white light pierced through the layers of clouds and fell slantingly across the Hanging Mountain.

On the Hanging Mountain, there are dense forests, bamboo forests, red leaves, and yellow grasslands, which are colorful and gorgeous.

And from the top of the Hanging Mountain, there seems to be a spring, flowing down the mountain stream, converging into streams, flowing straight down from top to bottom. Finally, it fell to the bottom of the Hanging Mountain and turned into a series of snow-white waterfalls. From a distance, this colorful Hanging Mountain looks like a charming beauty, wearing a brocade apron and white silk satin around her body, dancing gracefully on the sea. dance.

And around the majestic Hanging Mountain, there are small mountain peaks that slowly rotate around the main peak like satellites, also standing in the air. Crowds of black and white cranes form a team and shuttle between the peaks.

If you have good eyesight, you can even see monks walking together, laughing side by side in the sky.

Xia Xiaoman came from the royal family, although she had never seen the glory and wealth, but the scene in front of her was beyond her knowledge.

In the past, she only heard that Fang Wai's monks have great supernatural powers, and the fairy mountain they live in can be called a paradise, a fairyland on earth. I thought it was just an exaggerated legend, but I didn't expect it to be true.

The reason why Yi Lin was shocked was a little different from Xia Xiaoman's. His first reaction was to integrate this design concept into his residence, so that the Tianqi Guild's residence would become bigger and stronger, and better and better.

After a lapse of thirteen years, Yi Lin thought of the station again, thought of Tian Qi, and thought of all kinds of reality, and her mind suddenly calmed down, with a smile on her face, and her eyes remained calm.

Elder Jieyin didn't seem to care, but in fact he had been paying attention to the special boy Jian Nanchun mentioned in "Paper Cranes". He noticed that Yi Lin regained his composure in a short period of time. I looked up a bit.

The huge body of the "Hybrid Kun" naturally couldn't climb up the fairy mountain. The leading elder waved to Jiannanchun and Chao Rushuang, the latter two knew each other, just like when they came, each took one and flew up to the fairy mountain.

When approaching the fairy mountain, I found that near the waterfalls at the bottom, there were wooden huts built. The wooden huts stood side by side, and Yi Lin looked like a simple public toilet.

Jian Nanchun carried Yi Lin and flew towards the "public toilet".

Yi Lin suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Princess Daqing, follow me."

Elder Jieying stepped into the void, and with a casual move, the eldest princess, who was holding the kit, involuntarily changed from Chao Rushuang's hand to Elder Jieying's.

Taking the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman with him, he guided the elders and flew straight to the top of the mountain without stopping.

"Wait, what about me?"

When Yi Lin saw it, she felt unhappy, pointed at the "public toilet" in Yi Lin's eyes from a distance, and flew away without looking back.

Fuck?

Just those public toilets?

Yi Lin's heart was full of selfishness.

really.

Jian Nanchun brought Yi Lin to the wooden hut. Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and stared at Jian Nanchun unkindly, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Ahem," Jian Nanchun coughed dryly, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, but his face was still calm, pretending, and there was no trace of guilt.

I saw Jian Nanchun put Yi Lin near the wooden hut, put his hands behind his back, and said to Yi Lin in a deep and deep tone: "Lin Yi, since you have a destiny with my Tianjianmen, from today onwards, you are my The official name of Tianjianmen... Handyman disciple."

"Handy boy...disciple?" Yi Lin stretched out his hand and touched behind him. He was hesitating whether to take out a mouthful of "annihilation", or a mouthful of "disaster", or a shuttle... no, two fresh and hot of bullets.

Yi Lin wants to teach Jian Nanchun how to be a good senior... to teach you how to be a human being.

"Junior brother, don't worry." Jian Nanchun sensed that Yi Lin's tone was not friendly, so in order to stabilize Yi Lin's mood, he shamelessly called out to his junior brother.

Did the younger brother agree?

Shameless!

Jian Nanchun said:

"As the supreme Taoist, Tianjian Sect cannot be easily entered. To be a servant disciple is a great blessing that many people can only dream of in the world. As long as you become a servant disciple, you will have the opportunity to practice on the fairy mountain , once you show enough talent, you will be favored by the elders, and you will have a great chance to enter the outer sect and become an official disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

What does this mean, you can only upgrade step by step?

Yi Lin pondered, calmed down, and put the hand behind her back to her side.

Jian Nanchun suddenly felt that he seemed to pass by something just now, a strange illusion.

"How long will it take?"

Yi Lin asked again.

"this……"

When Jian Nanchun was about to use some words to answer, in a wooden hut not far away, a hunched, gray-haired old man was carrying a shoulder pole with empty wooden barrels hanging on both sides of the pole. Step out of the wooden hut.

"Handy boy, Chen Bei, see, see, see senior brother. Cough cough cough..."

Seeing that Jian Nanchun was here, the old man moved quickly, put down his shoulder pole and wooden barrel, and bowed to Jian Nanchun. But it seemed that because the movement was too violent, the old man let out a sigh of relief and let out a dry cough that was not too severe.

"No need to be polite."

In front of Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun posed in front of the old man, then turned back to face the darkened Yi Lin, shrugged his shoulders, and left a meaningful sentence:

"You see, Junior Brother, whether it will be long or not, varies from person to person."

"..."

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