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Mo Lei regrets while chasing.

He shouldn't ask that sentence, Meng Qi's abnormality is probably because he thought of the newly born Xiaolongmai in Shangyun Mountain.

He mistakenly thought that Meng Qi had been living in seclusion in the mountains, because Meng Qi himself said that, but the truth of the matter may not be the case. After Meng Qi stopped being a national teacher, his "person" returned to Shangyun Mountain, but "reclusive" does not necessarily require a house. Maybe it is a hidden cave suitable for gerbils to live in.

When Meng Qi said that he lived on the edge of Shangyun Mountain, Moli felt tight in his heart.

He realized that the house was actually built by Meng Qi when he discovered the dragon veins.

——The Taijing Dragon Vessel at that time was very lonely and refused to communicate with humans.

Without a house, it means not wanting to live in a "human form".

At that time, Emperor Chu Ling was still in power, and the world was still flourishing. The capital must be much more lively than it is now, with endless traffic and people coming and weaving. The world’s precious treasures are all listed here, and the world’s talented people gather here. If you want to come, if you want to come to a half city with spring flowers and green willows, there will be a half city with a beautiful sentence. The finishing touch is on the wall of the book, and the sounds of nature are handed down to the world.

It is discouraged to guard such a prosperous city.

Is it right or wrong to join the WTO? Is it a gain or a loss?

Mo Lei's heart tightened.

He feels breathless. It is clear that the internal force runs unimpeded in the meridians, but he feels suffocated for no reason.

The sky was too dark. Although the mountain road was flat, Meng Qi didn't walk at all. He walked through the dense trees as fast as a gust of wind. Rao Moli kept on chasing him, and on two occasions he almost lost someone.

The moon gradually rose and reached the top of the mountain, only then barely saw the sight of the forest.

These trees are densely grown, high and low, and there are all kinds of trees.

Mo Lei continued to chase forward for a while, and suddenly saw the outline of a stupa faintly in the distance.

Sure enough, Moli saw the whole view of the pagoda after a while. It has only three floors, with a bead-shaped spire and Buddha reliefs on all sides. Below the tower is a temple, and the high walls painted in ochre yellow are particularly conspicuous under the moonlight.

At this time, the evening class in the temple has dissipated, and the lingering fragrance lingers.

A little novice is holding a broom, and muttering his mouth to sweep the stone steps up the mountain.

His movements were a bit awkward. Suddenly he felt a gust of wind blowing. The little novice was taken half a circle in place. He was holding the broom in shock, and before he had time to rub his eyes, there was another gust of wind. .

"Oh."

The little novice monk stumbled and took a look. He had turned to face the temple, and his eyes lit up.

"...Master punished me to go out of the temple and sweep to the gate of the mountain before turning around. Now the little monk was swept back by the wind, Amitabha, good and good."

After speaking, he happily continued to sweep the stone steps, completely ignoring the mountain gate behind him.

This temple is not big, except for the main hall and the two rows of wing rooms, only the tower is left.

There is a plaque hanging in front of the temple, which is called Liuhe Temple.

The monk in the temple carried a lantern and delivered the vegetarian dishes into the wing room. Someone in the room was leaning against the window and staring outside.

"Donor?"

"Oh, come in!" the man asked suspiciously, "Is there a mandrill near here?"

The monk who delivered the food was taken aback, and quickly said: "The benefactor is joking, and the wild apes are nothing more. That mandrill is a cannibal! This place is Shangyun Mountain, Mu Tianzi Longqi, how could there be such a thing? Monster?"

"Weird! I just seemed to see two shadows walking past the treetops."

The person staying at Liuhe Temple muttered a few words, but the monk did not dare to listen any more, so he put his palms together and withdrew.

When he walked into the courtyard, he saw the little novice happily coming in with a broomstick, and hurriedly asked: "How did you come back? Are you lazy again?"

"Senior brother, how can you talk nonsense." The young novice monk retorted stubbornly, "My buddha's true meaning, brother doesn't understand."

The monk grabbed the little novice monk by the ears, pushed him towards the main hall, and said in a low voice, "Master let you sweep the floor to temper your temperament. Recently, there have been several donors with weapons in the temple, I Seeing that they are from the rivers and lakes, they will kill without blinking. You are not careful!"

The little novice monk was so painful that he was being carried, and he read the Buddhist scriptures aloud.

Moli has gone far, but I can still hear a few vague Sanskrit chants. The little novice obviously has a good voice.

People from the rivers and lakes have gathered in the mountains, and Moli saw the fire when he passed a valley.

The top of Dragon Claw Peak is very close to a cliff at Longlin Peak, and the distance between the top and bottom is about twenty feet.

Moli had never been to Shangyun Mountain. He didn't know what the top of Longclaw Peak looked like. When the moonlight was blocked by a mountain above, Moli looked up and saw Ping stretched out to block the cliff above Longclaw Peak.

Meng Qi was confused. He didn't touch the ground and jumped several feet before grabbing the vines hanging down the cliff.

Mo Lei looked up, his figure stopped, and his heart was anxious.

——He can't get up.

Meng Qi's internal strength is higher than that of Moli. Although there is a gap, if they don't fight hard, they don't want to decide the victory or defeat. However, in extreme cases, this gap can become very obvious.

Mo Li visually observed that he directly exerted his light power to the extreme, and the height of the jump was three inches away from the vine.

He had to stop. Fortunately, he had to step on the stone once in the middle of the way, and then he barely caught the vine.

At this time, Meng Qi had already climbed the cliff.

Mo Li hurriedly climbed up, supporting the cliff with one hand, and when he stood up, he found that there was another dense forest in front of him, and Meng Qi was no longer visible.

"..."

The person who said half an hour ago that they wanted to stay with each other every moment was gone.

I can't catch up with desperately.

Moli held his forehead helplessly. He felt that the luggage on his back might also affect his speed. A martial arts expert is not burdened, and a martial artist is slightly worse and still carries a luggage...

The most troublesome thing is that he doesn't know the road in the mountains at all.

The mountains are full of spiritual energy, and there is no way to chase people along with the breath.

Mo Li vaguely felt that Meng Qi was rushing to Longwei Peak. However, in this mountain, it is extremely difficult to find the right direction. Even if you climb to a high place, your sight will be blocked by other peaks, unless you reach Longjiao Peak.

Moli's heart moved.

Why did Meng Qi want to go to Longjiao Peak before?

Moli now has two options. Go to Longwei Peak in the dark and go up the mountain to reach Longjiao Peak.

After pondering for a while, Mo Lei feels that the latter is more certain.

He began to climb the mountain. From a distance, these large and small peaks couldn't tell who was high and who was low. Moli walked for an hour, and finally saw the position of the dragon's head after detouring a lot of the original road.

The "dragon" actually only has one horn, and the Longjiao Peak and the Longshou Peak are not together. They are even separated by a long distance. However, when the Taijing Lincheng Gate looks into the distance, it is located in the dragon due to its location. The tall and thin mountain behind the first peak becomes a dragon's horn.

Longjiao Peak is a dangerous mountain, and the peak is not perpendicular to the foot of the mountain.

When this mountain was approaching the top of the mountain, there was a huge slope. It looked like it had been cut off from a distance. There was a huge boulder on the narrow road leading to the top of the mountain. Pen holder slanted.

If you look at it alone, it should actually be called Bijiafeng.

As a result, because of the overall mountain terrain, the horns on the dragon's head were formed just right, and it was still a decent antler, which was really impressive.

As soon as Moli stepped on Longjiao Peak, he realized that he had chosen the wrong one.

The aura here is so full that even in a vast ocean of aura, it can still stand out, like an island that is still in the waves.

The trees on the mountain are sparse, and even the grass doesn’t grow much after halfway through the mountain.

Moli is becoming more and more certain that this is the "birth" of the Taijing Dragon Vessel, just like the pool of Qimao Mountain. There is nothing in the pool, except for him, there are not half fish and shrimps, even there are There is no other life in the caves of the lake.

There is no grass on the ground, and animals forced into the hole will quickly leave.

Most of Longjiao Peak is bare, except for sand and soil.

The biggest boulder is naturally the bulge in the center of the "pen holder" shape.

The boulder is slightly inclined, and there is an excellent spiritual cave below, but the gap is very small.

Moli's expression is complicated, he found Meng Qi.

The clothes were scattered on the ground, and there was a purple soft sword among them.

The boulder is eroded by wind and rain. Although the inside is strong, there are scattered holes on the surface. Each of them is not as big as a palm. The aura is filled in, making the stone fat. Under the silver moonlight, it looks like a steamer. The biscuits swelled up slightly inside.

"Meng Qi?"

Mo Lei tried to shout.

The night is dark, and the wind here is so strong that ordinary people can't stand it.

Even the ink carp had to stabilize with internal force and walked towards the boulder step by step with half-squinted eyes.

As soon as I arrived in front of the boulder, the wind instantly became much smaller.

The huge boulder is a whole body, ten feet high, and crosses the entire mountain road.

If you want to really climb to the top of Longjiao Peak, you probably have to tie yourself with a rope, and then hang upside down and climb over this huge stone blocking the road before you can move on—ordinary people simply can’t do it, even the masters of the rivers and lakes are a little bit. It's choking.

Mo Carp pressed the stone with his hand, and subconsciously found a hole to listen.

Nothing happened.

Then he looked up and found a chubby gerbil squatting in a cave on the right side of his head.

"Meng..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw a dimly glowing circle floating in the cave.

Mo Carp's pupils contracted, and he couldn't help reaching out to accept it.

The round ball fell lightly into the palm of the ink carp, and then disappeared.

Mo Li hurriedly lowered his head, and found the ball on the ground.

As soon as the wind blew, the round ball floated up, and was quickly dragged back to a hole somewhere under the rock by an aura.

The gerbil picked up two pieces of gravel, opened its claws from the left and right, and quickly blocked the hole.

Moli: "..."

There is a bear in Qimao Mountain. It keeps the child in its nest every time it goes out for food.