Chapter 2： Are you dead?

Night fell, dark clouds covered the moon, raindrops fell like loose beads, and slapped Song Ning's face.

A few ray of wind blew past, cold and biting.

On Taihe Mountain, Song Ning dug fifteen pits and buried one person in each pit.

He knocked three heads in front of everyone's grave, and finally, sitting in front of the grave and guarding, the scenes once appeared in his mind.

He couldn't tell the tears from the rain, and his broken hands clutched the bronze mirror left by his uncle. He looked carefully, as if he could see his uncle in this mirror and see his brother and sister.

The rain gradually stopped.

When the early sun rose, a trace of warmth pulled Song Ning out of his memory. He looked at the fifteen graves in front of him, closed his eyes, and when he opened it, the sadness in his eyes dispersed: "Right Father, Brother Sister, I will come here to worship you at this time of the year. I will live ten more years and come ten times. If I can live another hundred years, then I will come one hundred times.

If it is ... I can practice one day, if one day I can find the dragon, if I can overcome it, I will cut off the dragon head to worship you. "

Song Ning knelt down again, knocked three heads, got up and left.

His hands were covered with blood. The blood was stained on the bronze mirror. When the light of the early sun was reflected on the bronze mirror, the blood actually flowed into the bronze mirror and disappeared ...

After a few hours, Song Ning stood at the foot of Taihe Mountain and took a deep breath of the air belonging to the Taihe Mountain Range.

As soon as he left Taihe Mountain, Song Ning felt that the golden characters in his mind flashed continuously.

Song Ning didn't know where Tianhe City was. Since he was three years old, he had never left the mountain gate. He was looking at the direction he should go, and he saw a man and a woman not far away.

The two men wore neat robes, and their eyes swept over Song Ning during the conversation, and they couldn't help but wonder.

"Why is this Taoist so embarrassed?" The man said.

Song Ning froze when he heard the name ‘Daoyou’: “My sect was attacked, so it ended so that the two Daoyou laughed.”

"Attacked? This is the Taihe Mountain Range. Is Daoyou a disciple of Taihe Mountain?" The woman looked up at Taihe Mountain, beautifully, and heard.

Song Ning sadly: "Yes, no one survives except Zongmen ..."

"This Daoist, cultivating immortals is going against the sky. I and other mortals want to live forever, they have to pay a lot of money, not to ruin their minds because of these things, please mourn." The man comforted.

"Thank you, Wen Daoyou, how is Tianhe City going?" Song Ning thanked.

The man and the woman froze at the same time: "Tianhe City? Why did Daoyou go to Tianhe City?"

"I ... I am entrusted to go to Tianhe City, there are very important things." Song Ning said.

The man laughed: "If it weren't for meeting the two of us, Daoyou, you would have to spend a lot of time. We are disciples of Tianhe City. Now that we have finished the martial arts mission, it is the return journey."

"Really? Can the two take me with me?" Song Ning asked.

"It's okay, there is a formation that can teleport back to the martial arts not far in front of us, and we can go back, but I told you clearly beforehand that even if you go to Tianhe City, Uncle Guardian may not let you in "" Men's Road.

The woman smiled faintly at Song Ning: "I don't know how to call friends?"

"Oh, my name is Song Ning, I don't know the two honorable titles." Song Ning thought that he hadn't introduced himself yet and immediately bowed his fist.

The man smiled: "Song Daoyou should not be so polite, my name is Zhang Mo, she is Qiuyue."

"Zhang Mo Daoyou, Qiuyue Daoyou, thank you two." Song Ning bowed again to salute.

The more polite Song Ning is, the more happy Zhang Mo and Qiu Yue are: "Little things, let's go."

As Zhang Mo and Qiuyue said, they only walked a mile, and came to a secret stone forest. In the middle of the stone forest, there was a faint light, and here is the teleportation array.

This is the first time Song Ning has seen the teleportation array.

"Song Daoyou, let's enter the teleportation array." Zhang Mo said.

"Good." Song Ning nervously followed Zhang Mo and Qiuyue into the teleportation array.

Zhang Mo held a spirit stone in his hand. After entering the teleportation circle, the spirit stone shattered, and its inner spiritual power was dissipated, absorbed by the teleportation array, and the telescope array was so bright that Song Ning could not open his eyes.

The surrounding space seems to be stretched, and the body seems to be twisting. This feeling is exactly the same as Song Ning's previous feeling in the dream.

But in an instant, Song Ning felt that his body was no longer twisted. He opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him was very different from before.

In front of me is a gate with a height of more than 30 feet. From this gate, you can see the entire Tianhe City. The Tianhe City is like a masonry crafted by craftsmen, and the whole city is integrated. Under the sun, the light is shining.

"Huh? Zhang Mo, who is beside you?" A white-bearded old man sitting next to the teleportation array raised his eyebrows and heard.

"In the words of Uncle Guardian, this is Tao Ning, Song Ning Taoist friend, Tai Heshan is under attack, and now he is the only one left to survive. He said that he was entrusted by someone and came to Tianhe City for something important, so I brought him together. "Zhang Mo bowed to salute."

Uncle Guardian glanced at Song Ning, and Song Ning suddenly had a feeling of being seen through.

"Zhang Mo, there is no aura fluctuation in this kid, is he a disciple of Taihe Mountain?" Uncle Guardian asked.

"This ..." Zhang Mo and Qiuyue didn't detect Song Ning before, and now the guardian Shi said that they only reacted.

"You two go on." Uncle Guardian waved his hand.

Zhang Mo and Qiuyue glanced at Song Ning again, and left in dismay.

Song Ning looked at Uncle Guardian and bowed, "Senior, really a disciple of Qinghe Taoism in Taihe Mountain, the Zongmen was attacked a few days ago, and only I survived. I came here because I had a dream, a dream see……"

"A lot of nonsense!" Uncle Guardian sneered: "Murano boy, is Tianhe City a place where you can enter? How come, how can I get out!"

When the uncle of the guard spoke with his big sleeves, a gust of wind rolled Song Ning backwards, and the light of the transmission flashed, and Song Ning was about to be sent away.

But at this moment, a golden light fell in the sky, and the light shone over the teleportation array, pulling Song Ning out of the teleportation array.

"Guardian Uncle, what's going on?"

Song Ning looked up and saw petals dancing in the air, as if a flower bridge had been built, and a woman dressed in ice blue gauze stepped on the flower bridge. Under soft light, the ice muscle jade bones seemed to be transparent Jingying, every time she tapped on the petal, the air would ripple in a circle, blinking, from far and near, like a fairy falling from the sky, falling lightly in front of Song Ning.

Uncle Guardian immediately turned around and bent slightly: "I don't know where the boy from Murano wanted to be mixed into my Tianhe City, I was about to send it away."

Standing next to the teleportation array, Song Ning raised his head and looked towards the sky after stabilizing his body. In the midair, the woman dressed in ice blue gauze slowly raised her head.

Song Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, he was not shocked by the woman's stunning face, but because this face was exactly the same as the woman he had seen in his dream before!

"You, you are not dead ?!" Song Ning stepped back and pointed at the woman.