Chapter 814

At this moment, a sudden change!

At the other end of xunxianqiao, the intermittent weak white light suddenly flickered, like a faulty light bulb, or the phenomenon caused by insufficient and unstable energy supply.

In the white light, the figure of the Taoist priest looms. If you close your eyes, you will find that his whole body has been completely submerged by the energy fluctuation. But this kind of fluctuation and inundation is invisible and colorless, which can only be sensed by the man of cultivation.

"How is it?" Anyang asked immediately.

The Xianqiao bridge is only three or five meters long, but there is no sound from that side. From the intermittent white light, you can see the monk standing still.

Anyang yelled two more words, but still didn't get a response.

The other monks looked at each other and didn't know what it was or what they should do.

Just when Anyang wanted all the monks to rush to find out, the figure at the end of xianqiaotou moved. He suddenly turned around and ran back in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, there is a great discovery!"

"Oh?" Anyang said, "what did you find?"

"There is a house!" The Taoist priest ran to Anyang and bowed in front of him. "And I felt a kind of aura enter my body. The aura is gentle and positive. Holding the purpose of testing for your majesty, I have no resistance!"

At this time, all the people at the bridge opened their eyes.

When he stepped on the bridge deck, the Taoist priest was still covered with silver and black hair. His face was fairyland, but now there is no silver and fairyland!

He is a man in his twenties!

Anyang could not help muttering: "so he stood at the bridge like a sculpture for another ten years. The cold wind blew across his face like a knife, and the snow was flying. I don't know where the strength came from, but he took his teeth and crossed the immortal bridge. At that moment, his white hair suddenly turned black, his haggard face became ruddy and full, his sour clothes also turned into a white robe, the crane flew around him, and his ears were filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants... "

At the beginning of the old man's words, he remembered them well.

It is said that there are some false elements and exaggerations. At least there are no cranes or white robes. However, it is true that the white hair turns black and the face returns to spring!

At this time, the Taoist finally noticed his own change from the eyes of the people. He first looked at his hair, then raised his hand, and then directly turned into a mirror to look at his face, which was full of astonishment.

"No wonder the spirit is full of vitality..."

At this time, Anyang has determined that there is a certain relic of monastic civilization on Yunding mountain, and the level of development of this civilization is definitely higher than the monastic civilization in today's Shenzhou world.

He didn't hesitate any more, and walked on.

"Sire, please wait a moment. It's not too late to send more people to make sure it's safe!"

Anyang didn't pay attention to it, and went on.

Obviously, the prohibition of Yunding mountain is a whole, and they just went up the mountain violently, not only breaking the rules of the game, but also causing great damage to the prohibition of maintaining such rules. Anyang is not sure how many times the layout of the bridge can be used. He has to experience it himself.

Danger? He is not afraid of that.

For the second time, he used the technique of seizing and taking pulse to elevate his Taoism to nearly 400 years, and the power of the mysterious system has been keeping up with him for so long. Now he is very confident.

As expected, the bridge deck is the most common rock, which is rotten. The touch feeling of stepping on it is not all hard, but with some sand feeling, it gives people the illusion of using a little more force and it doesn't know when it will collapse.

Anyang walked up to the end of the bridge step by step, followed by several monks. The air combat armor floated in the air and followed it, slowly and smoothly. He has already applied many kinds of auxiliary magic and magic methods to himself, so as to improve his perception to the most acute level.

"Seventeen, prepare to record all the abnormalities."

"As you wish, Mr. Anyang."

When Anyang set foot on the bridge deck, it seemed that he had reached some conditions. It's like inserting a key into the lock hole, and the lock will open with a click.

"Brush!"

I saw the white light at the end of the bridge when the monk came here, but when he came here, he only felt that his eyes were bright!

There are several houses in front of us.

Anyang realized that it was a kind of magic.

It conceals the perception of itself and the monks, as well as the scanning and detection system of the Tianbing armour, so that it can only see the snow and the top of the mountain before it goes here.

Then he immediately felt the spirit of the former Taoist!

This is indeed a kind of gentle and positive Reiki. Such a Reiki usually does not have attack power. No wonder that the Taoist dares not to resist. And it does contain a kind of not thick but very ethereal vitality, which is a kind of nature that Anyang has never seen. The structure of Reiki is also quite different from the "dead wood rejuvenation" with the same vitality.There is a lot of data passing by in the sight, and the ear is full of reminders from the chip.

"Unrecorded form of energy fluctuation detected by your perception, recorded."

"Unknown energy fluctuation frequency is detected through your perception, and unstable symptoms appear after analysis. It has been automatically filled and recorded after interference elimination."

"Through your perception..."

I don't know whether it's because the energy of Yunding mountain leaks out or the energy of bridgehead hasn't been recovered, or because there are too many people passing through the bridgehead this time, its power has been dispersed. Anyang feels that although the spirit with vitality has novel characteristics, it has not brought him much benefit, nor can it make the withered face recover to the extent of youth.

Even though the old people behind become younger, they are far less exaggerated than the first one.

However, their mind is extraordinary. They don't feel upset or that the first person has taken advantage of them, let alone jealous. Anyway, this method is already here. As long as they take it back to good students for research, they can always find the mystery.

Anyang just frowned and looked at the house ahead.

These houses and the palace pavilions that he imagined were two extremes. They were probably the worst houses that poor people lived in. The walls are made of stones, and the roofs are made of long and thin grass on the plateau. They are too simple to look like. After many years of ups and downs, it is not like the residence of an expert, but like a place for beggars to shelter from the rain.

The only one with a bit of high demeanor is probably the chessboard carved out of rock in front of the house, but the lattice on it is totally different, covered with mud and limestone.

Besides, there is only one stone stool beside the chessboard.

It's hard to imagine that someone with amazing powers is practicing here, and there is no life on the mountain, which is too boring and lonely.

Anyang took a deep breath and walked over.

He also found that the ground was carved with some vague handwriting, twists and turns, which is one of the characters in the mainland of Shenzhou today, but not the characters of the state of Yue that he first came to.

It can be seen from some of the handwriting that this was left by a man who boarded Yunding mountain. He said frankly that although he found the immortal trace, he lost his whole life and was very regretful. In the process of climbing, he had already realized the state of mind beyond ordinary people. If compared with the greed of the world of mortals, he had become an immortal.

So he abandoned all the achievements, turned around and went down the mountain, never entering the house.

Anyang estimated that he was the hero of the story that spread among many countries in the world of Shenzhou, but it was either the rumor was exaggerated or he was a man of cultivation, otherwise ordinary people would never spend so much time climbing the mountain.

Go ahead.

The door of the house is a kind of fence made of wood and hemp rope, which is rotten to the extent that it can be completely spread when pushed, revealing the same simple house.

A yellow wood table, four high benches, a reclining chair and a tea table are all the furniture.

Besides, the room was empty and dusty.

Anyang glanced at it, some of them could not imagine what kind of life the Taoist, who could set a ban on the 100000 day soldier's armor, had lived on this mountain.

With the snow and cold wind all day long? Looking at sunrise and sunset and the sea of clouds? Or to practice silently, in order to give up the whole world of the world of mortals for the sake of the purity and aura here, to penetrate the supreme road that touches the eternal life or heaven and earth every day?

If only extreme people can do what ordinary people can't do, I'm afraid that if the boredom changes to ordinary people, it will be crazy for a long time.

If the rumor is true, the man who boarded the Yunding mountain has great perseverance, but compared with the man who was in the Qingxiu on the Yunding mountain, he is still a weak man.

Anyang didn't find anything useful here, but saw a monk who went to explore other houses come back and say to the door, "Your Majesty, there is a discovery!"

"What discovery?"

"There are a lot of ancient books and instruments, probably left by the elders who once lived here. They are put neatly, but they should be left to the descendants deliberately."

"Show me now."

"Yes!"

Anyang followed him and walked out. Just after he stepped out of the door, he saw another Taoist coming to him in a hurry: "Your Majesty, I found a skeleton. It should be..."

In addition, several other rooms have also been found, only the hall where he went in person has nothing.

Anyang went to the house on the left first. There was a big flat stone with some soft grass on it. It seemed that it was the bed where the monk usually rested.

And there's a skeleton lying on this bed.

Some messy cloth towels cover the skeleton, and the black paint can't see the original color. But under the ragged cloth is a white skeleton with crystal clear bone, which is different from the layout of the crumbling straw house and the simple house. It is like a handicraft carved from white jade, and the whole body exudes a clean breath without any dust and filth.

In this house like a refugee house, it is undoubtedly an alternative and an important evidence of the unusual here."Is this the high man?" Anyang sighed.

The world has come here to seek eternal life, but even if the people who created this place have the magic power to make the hair turn red, they still can't get eternal life.

It's a pity to die here in silence after a generation of great power.

It is estimated that his great supernatural power was unknown in his life and no one knew when he died. He was lying on this heap of weeds, which were covered with rags and scarves. If the skeleton was not crystal like jade and immortal after years, he would be ordinary.

"I don't know how many years he has lived." Anyang murmured to go out, ready to go to the house with ancient books.

His doubts must be in these books.

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