Infinity Throne

Ah~

Feeling like coming home.

On the "Dahei", Jian Nanchun put his hands behind his back and faced the sea breeze, with his long hair pushed back.

This trip down the mountain was something he had worked hard for, and there were not many opportunities to be alone with his junior sister along the way. At this moment, Jian Nanchun was enjoying this rare peace.

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

The boy named Lin next to him squatted down and was tinkering with something.

Jian Nanchun narrowed his eyes and took a look, and was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.

"Evil obstacle...stop!"

He found that Yi Lin was actually digging at the "floor" with her fingers.

Hiss~

He doesn’t even dare to do this!

how dare you?

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

"Ha," not far away, the elder who led the way turned his back to a few people and chuckled: "It's okay, everyone has a childish heart. For many years, no one dared to scratch Dahei's back. I think it’s a bit interesting.”

interesting?

Can it still be like this?

Jian Nanchun also became interested and wanted to imitate Yi Lin.

Elder Jieying saw through Jian Nanchun's thoughts and reminded Wen Xu: "But if we continue to arrest him, Dahei will be really angry."

Jian Nanchun: "..."

He gave up this stupid idea instantly.

"Senior brother, what is Dahei?"

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

"Shh-"

Jian Nanchun glared hard at Yi Lin, raised an index finger, and when he shushed, some spittle spewed out of his mouth because he was too vigorous.

Yi Lin asked the elder Jie Yin again: "Excuse me, can't we talk here?"

Elder Jieying turned his head and looked at Yi Lin. There was a bit of surprise on his gentle face, and then there was a bit of interest in his eyes. Regardless of the difference in status, he nodded and answered Yi Lin's question: "Oh, Dahei On your back, you need to keep quiet. But you are not a disciple of Tianjian Sect now, so you don’t need to follow the sect’s rules. Nanchun, there is no need to be restrained, just answer him.”

Yi Lin looked at Jian Nanchun proudly.

Jian Nanchun's face immediately turned dark.

But after the elders had spoken, Jian Nanchun could only say: "'Dahei' is the sea-suppressing demon beast of Tianjian Sect. It has the blood of the ancient demon beast 'Kun' in its body. After being tamed by the ancestors of Tianjian Sect, it has been with them for many years." Together with the elders, we are responsible for leading the disciples in the sect to the Immortal Mountain."

Yi Lin thought for a moment, stretched out her index finger, and made a gesture with her other hand as if someone were stepping on it: "You can fly with a sword, can't you just fly in?"

"Ha," Jian Nanchun felt amused by the child's ignorant statement: "You can enter the Tianjian Gate whenever you want and leave whenever you want? There are countless restrictions around the Heavenly Sword Gate. Once these restrictions are triggered, you will not be able to enter them. Talking about casualties, many years ago there was a disciple who didn’t know the heights of the world and wanted to secretly escape from the Immortal Mountain. What do you think happened in the end?”

"oh?"

"Hey, that disciple who defected was lost in the confinement for a full ten years. He could neither go to sea nor return to the mountains. When he was fished out of the confinement by the elders in the sect, he was already as skinny and dying, and no longer looked like his former glory. .”

Hearing Jian Nanchun's words, Xia Xiaoman, who had been having small thoughts in his heart not long ago, suddenly turned pale, bit his lips, hugged the kit in his arms tightly, his eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness.

Next, the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

Yi Lin stopped asking, Jian Nanchun stopped talking, and Xia Xiaoman lowered his head, feeling depressed.

Only the elder Jingying hummed a long tune softly in the sea breeze. There were thoughts deep in his eyes, floating out of the dust, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

The entire journey was silent.

There seemed to be some kind of power at work in the sea mist. When Yi Lin sensed something was wrong, she felt a little bit of the power of her telekinesis and released it a little as a test.

He found that the sea fog, whether it was purely natural or man-made, was what Jian Nanchun called "restriction", which actually greatly restricted the expansion of Yi Lin's sensory tentacles. In his perception, the sea fog was like dense 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 the few of them seemed to have gone deep into the foggy area, letting the "Hybrid Kun" carry them deep into the unknown territory.

Yi Lin noticed that in the sea mist, Xia Xiaoman, who was feeling uneasy, involuntarily moved closer to Yi Lin. Their shoulders were almost level, and they were lightly touching each other through their thin clothes.

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

finally.

The fog dissipated.

Waves of crisp bird calls came from afar, and the five of them suddenly became enlightened.

When a new scene appeared in front of Yi Lin and Xia Xiaoman, they both opened their mouths wide, obviously suffocated.

A vast suspended continent that looks like an oblate cone from a distance is floating on the sea out of thin air, hundreds of meters away from the ground.

In the center of the Hanging Continent, a high mountain towers into the clouds. A series of gentle white light pillars penetrate the layers of clouds and fall diagonally across the Hanging Mountain.

The hanging mountain is lush and green, with dense forests, bamboo forests, red leaves, and yellow grasslands, all colorful and gorgeous.

From the top of Xuankong Mountain, there seems to be a spring flowing down the mountain stream, forming streams, flowing straight down from top to bottom. Finally, it fell to the bottom of Xuankong Mountain and turned into a series of snow-white waterfalls. From a distance, the colorful Xuankong Mountain looked like a charming beauty, wearing a brocade bellyband and wrapped with white silk satin, dancing gracefully on the sea. Dance.

And around the majestic Hanging Mountain, there are small peaks that slowly rotate around the main peak like satellites, also standing in the air. Groups of black and white cranes form a team and shuttle between the mountain peaks.

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

Xia Xiaoman came from the royal family. Although she had never seen any splendor and wealth, the scene in front of her was really beyond her scope of experience.

She had only heard in the past that monks outside the country had great magical powers, and the fairy mountain where they lived could be called a paradise on earth, 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 Lin was shocked was a little different from Xia Xiaoman's. His first reaction was to integrate this design concept into his station to make the Apocalypse Guild's station bigger, stronger, and better.

Thirteen years later, Yi Lin once again thought of the station, the apocalypse, and all the things in reality. She suddenly calmed down, with a smile on her face and no wavering eyes.

Elder Jie Ying didn't seem to care, but in fact he had been paying attention to the special boy mentioned by Jian Nanchun in "The Paper Crane". He noticed that Yi Lin had regained his composure in a short period of time, and he was deeply concerned about Yi Lin's character. Watched a little higher.

The "Hybrid Kun"'s huge body would naturally not be able to climb the Immortal Mountain. The leading elder waved to Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang. The latter two understood each other and flew up to the fairy mountain with each other as they had come.

As we approached Fairy Mountain, we discovered that wooden huts had been built near the waterfalls at the bottom. The wooden huts stood side by side, making Yilin look like simple public toilets.

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

Yi Lin instantly had a bad feeling.

"Princess, come with me."

Elder Jie Yin stepped on the void, and with a casual move, the eldest princess holding the brocade bag involuntarily switched from Chao Rushuang's hand to Elder Jie Yin's hand.

Taking the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman with him, he led the elders to fly straight to the top of the mountain without stopping.

"Wait, what about me?"

When Yi Lin saw it, she felt unhappy. She pointed at the "public toilet" in Yi Lin's eyes from a distance and flew away without looking back.

grass?

Are there really only those public toilets?

Yilin felt a big embarrassment in her heart.

really.

Jian Nanchun brought Yi Lin to the wooden hut. Yi Lin squinted her eyes and stared at Jian Nanchun unkindly, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Ahem," Jian Nanchun coughed twice, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, but his face was still light and pretending, and there was no trace of guilt at all.

After Jian Nanchun placed Yi Lin near the wooden house, he put his hands behind his back and said to Yi Lin in a deep and profound tone: "Lin Yi, since you are destined to my Tianjian Sect, from today on, you are mine. The official name of Tianjian Sect... a handyman disciple."

"Headboy... Disciple?" Yi Lin reached behind and touched behind him. He was hesitating whether to take out a mouthful of "Annihilation", a mouthful of "Disaster", or a shuttle... No, two shuttles were fresh and hot. of bullets.

Yi Lin wants to teach Jian Nanchun how to be a good senior brother... teach you how to be a good person.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious." Jian Nanchun noticed that Yi Lin's tone was not kind, and in order to stabilize Yi Lin's mood, he shamelessly called him junior brother.

Junior brother, do you agree?

Shameless!

Jian Nanchun said:

"As the supreme master of the Taoist sect, Tianjian Sect cannot be easily entered. Being able to be a handyman disciple is a great blessing that many people can only dream of in this world. As long as you become a handyman disciple, you will have the opportunity to practice on the Immortal Mountain. , once you show enough talent and can be noticed by the elders, you will have a great opportunity to enter the outer sect and become an official disciple of the Tianjian Sect."

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

Yi Lin 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 by something just now, a strange misunderstanding.

"Approximately how long will it take?"

Yi Lin asked again.

"this……"

When Jian Nanchun was thinking about how to answer, in a wooden house not far away, a stooped, white-haired old man was carrying a pole with empty wooden barrels hanging on both sides. He was content and calm. Step out of the wooden hut.

"Common servant disciple, Chen Bei, met, met, met senior brother. Cough cough cough cough..."

When the old man saw Jian Nanchun here, he moved very quickly. He quickly put down the pole and barrel and bowed to Jian Nanchun. But as if the movement was too violent, the old man took a breath and let out a dry cough that was not severe.

"No need to be polite."

In front of Yi Lin, Jian Nanchun made some arrangements in front of the old man, then turned back to face the dark-faced Yi Lin, shrugged, and left a meaningful sentence:

"Junior brother, look, whether this lasts or lasts varies from person to person."

"..."

There is another chapter of 3000 words at 20:00~