Infinite Throne

   Chapter 820 Hanging Mountain

   Ah~

  The feeling of coming home.

   On "Da Hei", Jian Nanchun carried his hands on his back and faced the sea breeze, his long hair calling out to the back of his head.

  This trip down the mountain, but he worked so hard to get it, and there were not many opportunities 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 boy surnamed Lin beside him squatted down and fiddled with something.

  Jian Nanchun squinted his eyes to take a look, and he was so scared that cold sweat broke out.

   "Nie Barrier...Stop!"

   He found that Yi Rin was actually digging the "floor" with his fingers.

   hiss~

   He wouldn't dare to do this!

how dare you?

   Jian Nanchun was so frightened that he suddenly lifted Yi Rin up, Yi Rin flashed innocent eyes and looked at Jian Nanchun: "I'm just curious."

"Heh," not far away, the elder Jiyin turned his back to a few people and chuckled: "It's okay, everyone has a childish heart. For so many years, no one dared to scratch on the back of Dahei, Dahei. It was kind of interesting.”

interesting?

   Can it still be like this?

  Jian Nanchun was also interested, and wanted to catch Yi Rin.

   Elder Jiyin saw through Jian Nanchun's thoughts, and Wen Xu reminded: "If you catch him again, Da Hei will be really angry."

  Jian Nanchun: "…"

   He instantly dismissed this stupid idea.

   "Senior brother, what is Dahei?"

   When Yi Rin was put back by Jian Nanchun, he was not angry and asked with a shy face.

   "Shh—"

  Jian Nanchun glared at Yi Rin hard, raised a forefinger, and when he shushed, a little spit stared out of his mouth because he was too hard.

  Irin asked the elders again: "Excuse me, can't we talk here?"

Elder Jie Yin turned his head and looked at Yi Rin, his gentle face was a little more surprised, and then his eyes showed a bit of interest, he nodded and answered Yi Rin's question, "Oh, Da Hei. You need to keep quiet on your back. But you are not a disciple of Tianjian Sect, so you don't need to follow the sect rules. Nanchun, you don't need to be restrained, just answer him."

  Irin looked at Jian Nanchun proudly.

   Jian Nanchun's face turned black.

But after receiving the words of the elders, Jian Nanchun could only say: "'Da Hei' is the Zhenhai monster of Tianjianmen, with the blood of the ancient monster 'Kun' in his body. Together with the elders, they are responsible for leading the disciples in the sect to go to Xianshan."

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

"Heh," Jian Nanchun felt amused at the child's ignorance: "Does Tianjianmen go in when you want, and leave when you want? There are countless restrictions around Tianjianmen. Speaking of the casualties, there was a disciple many years ago who wanted to escape from the Immortal Mountain secretly, guess what happened in the end?"

"Oh?"

"Hey, that defected disciple has been lost in the ban for a full ten years, unable to go to sea or return to the mountain. When he was pulled out of the ban by the elders in the sect, he was already scrawny, dying, and no longer the same as before. ."

   Hearing Jian Nanchun's remarks, Xia Xiaoman, who was still thinking carefully not long ago, his face suddenly turned pale, biting his lips, holding the treasure in his arms tightly, his eyes were full of daze and helplessness.

   Next, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

   Yi Rin no longer asked, Jian Nanchun no longer spoke, Xia Xiaoman lowered his head and was depressed.

  Only the elder who received and led, in the sea breeze, hummed a long little tune softly, there were thoughts precipitated in the depths of his eyes, floating out of the dust, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

   was speechless all the way.

   There seemed to be some kind of power at work in the sea fog. When Yi Rin sensed something was wrong, he sensed the power of his mind a little and released it a little to test it.

   He found that these sea fogs, whether it was pure natural or man-made, was what Jian Nanchun called "restriction", which greatly restricted the expansion of Yilin's sensing 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 several people seemed to have penetrated into the foggy area, letting the "mixed-blood kun" carry them and go deep into the unknown realm.

   Yi Rin noticed that in the sea fog, Xia Xiaoman, who was uneasy, involuntarily approached Yi Rin a little, their shoulders were almost flush, and they were lightly pressed against each other through the light clothes.

  Perhaps, in Xia Xiaoman's heart, among the five people, only Yi Rin, who is also an "ordinary person" like her, can bring her some insignificant psychological relief.

finally.

   The mist dissipated.

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

   When the new scene appeared in front of Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman, both of them opened their mouths in unison, apparently being stunned.

  A vast, flat-cone-shaped suspended continent from a distance, floating on the sea surface, hundreds of meters away from the ground.

   In the very center of the Hanging Continent, a high mountain towers into the clouds, with gentle white beams of light, piercing through the layers of clouds, and falling obliquely across the Hanging Mountain.

   On the hanging mountain, there are lush greens, dense forests, bamboo forests, red leaves, yellow grasslands, colorful and gorgeous.

   And from the top of the Hanging Mountain, there seems to be a spring, flowing down the mountain stream, merging into a stream, from top to bottom, flying straight down. In the end, it fell below the Xuankong Mountain and became a series of snow-white waterfalls. From a distance, the colorful Xuankong Mountain looks like a charming beauty, wearing a splendid apron, wrapped in white silk satin, fluttering on the sea. dance.

   Around the towering Hanging Mountain, there are small mountain peaks that slowly revolve around the main peak like satellites, also standing in the air. Flocks of black and white cranes formed a team and shuttled between the peaks.

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

  Xia Xiaoman comes from the royal family. Although she has never seen the glory and wealth, the scene in front of her is beyond her knowledge.

   She had only heard before that Fangwai cultivators had vast supernatural powers, and the fairy mountain where they lived was 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 Rin was shocked was a little different from that of Xia Xiaoman. His first reaction was to integrate this design concept into his residence, so that the residence of the Apocalypse Guild would become bigger and stronger, and it would get better and better.

   Thirteen years later, Yi Rin thought of the resident again, thought of Apocalypse, thought of all kinds of things in reality, his mind suddenly calmed down, with a smile on his face, and his eyes no longer wavered.

The elder Yingyin seemed to not care, but in fact he had been paying attention to the special young man mentioned by Jian Nanchun in "The Lettering Paper Crane". He noticed that Yi Rin had recovered in a short period of time. Gao looked a little bit.

   The huge body of the "Hybrid Kun" is naturally unable to go up to Xianshan. The leading elders waved to Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang, the latter two knew each other, and they flew up to Xianshan with one person each.

   Approaching Xianshan, only to find that there are wooden huts built near the bottom waterfall group. The wooden huts stand side by side. Yilin looks like a simple public toilet.

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

  Irin had a bad feeling for a moment.

   "Princess, you come with me."

   Elder Jie Yin stepped on the void and made a random move. The eldest princess, who was holding the kit, involuntarily changed from Chao Rushuang's hand to Elder Jie Yin's hand.

   took the eldest princess, Xia Xiaoman, and led the elder to ascend, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

   "Wait, what about me?"

   Yi Rin was unhappy when he saw it, pointed to the "public toilet" in Yi Rin's eyes from a distance, and flew away without looking back.

  gh?

   How many public toilets are there?

  Irin's heart came up with a big grass.

   Sure enough.

   Jian Nanchun brought Yi Rin to the wooden hut, Yi Rin squinted and stared at Jian Nanchun badly, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

   "Cough," Jian Nanchun coughed twice, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, but his face was still light, pretending, and he couldn't see the slightest guilt.

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

"Miscellaneous... Disciple?" Yi Rin reached out and touched his back, he was hesitating whether to take out a mouthful of "annihilation", a mouthful of "calamity", or a shuttle of... no, two shuttles of fresh, hot bullets .

  Irin wants to teach Jian Nanchun how to be a good senior brother... teach you to be a human being.

   "Junior brother, don't be in a hurry." Jian Nanchun sensed that Yi Rin's tone was not good, so in order to stabilize Yi Rin's emotions, he shamelessly called his junior brother.

   Junior and brother agree?

   Shameless!

   Jiannanchun said:

"Tianjianmen, as the supreme sect of Taoism, cannot be easily entered. Being able to be a handyman disciple, in the secular world, is a great blessing that many people can't ask for. As long as you become a handyman disciple, you will have the opportunity to cultivate on the Immortal Mountain. , once you show enough talent, you can be admired by your elders, and you will have a great chance to enter the outer door and become an official disciple of Tianjianmen."

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

  Irin thought about it, calmed down, and put the hand behind her back to her side.

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

   "How long will it take?"

  Irin asked again.

"This…"

When Jian Nanchun was about to answer, in a wooden hut not far away, an old man with hunched waist and white hair was carrying a pole with empty wooden barrels hanging on both sides of the pole. He was content and calm. Step out of the cottage.

   "Missionary disciple, Chenbei, see, see, see senior brother. Kekekekeke..."

  The old man saw that Jian Nanchun was here, and he moved a lot, quickly put down the pole and wooden barrel, and bowed to Jian Nanchun. But it seemed that the movement was too violent, and the old man took a breath and let out a dry cough that was not severe.

   "No need to be polite."

  Jian Nanchun put a note in front of the old man in front of Yi Rin, then turned around again, facing the black-faced Yi Rin, shrugged his shoulders, and left a meaningful sentence:

   "Look at the younger brother, it's not long, it's not long, but it varies from person to person."

  “…”

   20:00 There is a chapter with 3000 words~

   (end of this chapter)