Chapter 208

This deep mountain.

Compared with the famous mountains like fairyland, which are revived in spirit and surrounded by clouds, it looks smaller and lonely, just like an abandoned child.

Alone

Actually, it stands on a vast desert oasis with rare human trace.

Except for the yellow sand flying in the sky, there are cacti with spikes everywhere.

But even more surprising.

This unknown mountain.

It seems to exist in another space. Cacti can be seen everywhere in the vast desert oasis, but no cactus can be found and grow on it.

Not only that.

With this white dress, it appeared in the deep mountain for a moment.

Ben is a dead, lifeless place.

It's like looking back.

All of a sudden, tall peach trees grow out of the sky. They are five or six meters taller than ordinary peach trees. They are not like the plants that can be bred in the world.

Blink.

On this deep mountain, the fragrance is fragrant. It is not only full of gorgeous peach flowers, but also has a strong aroma of peach.

When the white dress looked towards Yanjing, her eyes were as calm as water. I didn't know whether it was Liu Ying or this deep mountain.

Suddenly.

Murmured:

"is it finally blooming and bearing fruit?"

He carries his hands on his back.

Walking slowly in the mountains.

The jungle is full of life and desolation. If it is not for peach blossom in full bloom, only dead branches and rotten leaves can be seen everywhere, scattered on the ground, and dozens of caves already covered with spider webs.

On the top of the largest cave entrance with a diameter of five meters, you can see that there seems to have been a huge waterfall, pouring down, covering the cave entrance.

But now.

We can only see the river bed which has been dried up for a long time, and there are three big characters engraved at the mouth of the cave, but time has rotted away everything here. Now we can only see the first word vaguely, water!

"King, king, come and get me."

"King, when you were a great official in Tianting, did you ever eat Xiantao in Tianting, and did you have delicious food here?"

This moment.

The whole mountain seemed to be inspired by some kind of prohibition, but there was a faint sound of singing and cheering. It seemed to be a conversation thousands of years ago, but there was still a little monkey's call.

A moment ago.

It's very happy.

The next moment.

The conversation from all over the mountain is full of sadness.

"King, will you not leave? We are reluctant to let you go."

"King, where are you? Come back quickly. Today, the aura of this world seems to be less. Today, there are several vicious human beings who break into this place and want to catch us to eat."

Hazy.

As if to see a white haired old monkey with a human shape, leaning on a mahogany crutch, hunching his body, day after day sitting on this deep mountain, the largest peach tree, watching the sun fall in the distance, slightly shaking, looking at the sky with deep feelings, as if waiting for someone to come back.

"King, after another 500 years, you still can't come back Without aura, our monkeys in Huaguoshan can't transform. Now we are only a few old, weak and disabled. We are waiting for you to come back. Come back soon... "

"Hurry up..."

As time goes on, the monkeys are all over the mountains, only the old white haired ones are left.

Year after year.

Finally, the old white haired monkey, like other monkeys, closed his eyes on the peach tree. For nearly a thousand years, his body kept the posture of sitting on the peach tree and looking forward to the sky in the distance, turning into ashes little by little.

The sound disappears.

The whole mountain.

It's peace.

That white dress, look still as usual, without a trace of fluctuation, so quietly standing in place, carrying hands, closing eyes, as if feeling everything around.

This moment.

The inexplicable mystery came out of him.

Suddenly.

Seems to be asking who.

He said softly:

"when are you going to be born?"

When this sentence falls.

It seemed to be quieter around, with a touch of cold, infiltrating into every corner of this deep mountain.

Suddenly.

I thought there was only one person.

Suddenly an old, hoarse voice came out from the cold air, but the tone was filled with a trace of loneliness and sadness.

"teacher, my old grandson can live to the present, all because my old sun is the natural stone body, has absorbed five hundred years the sun and the moon essence. But in ancient times, the spirit withered, all the immortals fell, the heaven fell, all the teachers and brothers died, but my grandson still lives in the world, I My grandson is upset! "

"One more thing is my grandson. I'm sorry for the monkey and grandson of Huaguo Mountain. They have been waiting for my grandson for two thousand years. They all hope that he will come back. But my grandson..."

The hoarse voice.

Not yet.

He was interrupted by the white clothes.

And this man in white.

Chu Lingxiao!

"Well, you don't have to say that. I see."

Hoarse voice, tone can not help showing a trace of gratitude.

"Thank you for your consideration."

"In that case, I won't have to come later. You take care of yourself."

Chu Lingxiao said this sentence and was ready to leave.

But.

"Teacher, wait..."

At this time, the hoarse voice called Chu Lingxiao and stopped saying:

"my grandson, although people are here for thousands of years, has not been born again, but a few days ago, my grandson felt that some breath does not belong to the earth, or not belong to the whole galaxy, came to the earth, will they come here?"

Hoarse voice knows.

When the earth was founded from ancient heaven.

In addition to their immortals, there are several unusual forces in the west, which have been passed down to the present.

Previously.

He didn't care.

But a dozen ants can enter the land God Wonderland.

But the other day.

Those breath.

It's too weird.

Clearly can feel the other party to achieve what kind of state, but can not see the other party's origin.

This world.

There is a lower realm than him.

But his eyes, which had been trained for seventy-nine and forty-nine days, could not understand the root cause.

"You don't have to worry."

It seems that everything is clear, Chu Lingxiao said lightly:

"let them come, I hope that even the people behind them will appear, so that when others come back, and after you are born..."

This time Chu Lingxiao hasn't finished.

It was his turn to be hoarse, and he was interrupted by a slight pause, with a thick doubt.

"Teacher Why do you do so much for us? "

But he didn't finish either.

It was interrupted.

"Not for you, but for myself."

"Myself?"

"Well, you don't need to know now. Besides this, what else can you say?"

Chu Lingxiao turns slowly.

There is no choice.

The hoarse voice, a little embarrassed smile, suddenly a golden light, from somewhere in the mountains shot out.

"I hope the teacher can help me to find a suitable person among ordinary people."