Chu Junlan and Xiao Xu stopped and raised their eyes, and saw a group of people wearing snow-white wide-sleeved Taoist robes and jade belts on their waists coming down the mountain.

The leader is a young man with a tall and thin figure, a handsome face, and every move exudes a sense of elegance. His clothes are fluttering when he walks, like a banished immortal.

"A distinguished guest came and was in a farewell welcome. Mo Han from the lower sect, and he had seen the Prince Gongding." Even if he bowed, he exuded a noble and outspoken atmosphere.

Xiao Xu smiled faintly and returned the greeting: "The Lord of Zongshan is disturbing me." He also recommended him to Zong Mohan, "This is Chu's fiancee."

Chu Junlan went forward to salute.

"It turns out that he is a famous little doctor immortal in the world. Zong is polite."

"I dare not, the Lord of Zongshan is really as rumored, and his appearance has not changed for more than a hundred years. It is really amazing," Chu Junlan blinked his bright almond eyes and looked at Zong Mohan up and down, "If Lord of Zongshan doesn't mind, the little woman is willing to ask you for peace."

Some people live to be over 200 years old and still have a young and handsome guy? There must be a reason for this in violation of the laws of nature. Chu Junlan's curiosity was aroused, so how could he miss the opportunity to study?

Zong Mohan smiled slightly: "I am very strong and I haven't even been infected with wind and cold for nearly eighty years. There is no need to ask for a pulse. Miss Chu came to Tiandao Mountain to pray for blessings and meditation. Why not go to the main hall first?"

Chu Junlan was not disappointed when he was rejected. Anyway, everyone has seen him, so I am afraid that there will be no chance in the future?

The group slowly walked to the top of the mountain and saw an endless square in front of them. The huge mountain gate had been opened. From the open red painted gate, you could see that there was a archway inside. On the square behind the archway, a stone statue stood silently.

The statue is an old man with a Taoist bone and fairy style, stepping on auspicious clouds under his feet, looking like he has already become an immortal.

Seeing Chu Junlan looking up at the statue, Zong Mohan said, "This is the Supreme Immortal of Yuhua."

While speaking, Zong Mohan had already saluted the statue of the immortal Yuhua.

Judging from his actions when he performs rituals, it is neither Buddhist etiquette nor Taoist etiquette, but it is novel.

Chu Junlan and Xiao Xu also treated Zong Mohan as they looked.

Opposite the statue is a large square. Through the square, there is a majestic hall, and behind the hall is a large area of ​​houses with no end. I didn’t expect there was such a city on Tiandao Mountain.

What is even more surprising is that at this time, people who went to the main hall, or returned from the main hall to the immortal stone statue on the Yuhua to pay homage to the people.

This is in winter, the weather is so cold and the mountain road is so difficult to walk, but so many believers come and have prayed, and they leave from the mountain gate on the side under the guidance of the little boy, and everything is so orderly.

Zong Mohan led Chu Junlan and Xiao Xu through the crowd to the main hall, and his voice softly introduced how the Immortal Yuhua devoted himself to practicing and how he became immortal and became immortal forever.

Chu Junlan was surprised and couldn't help but ask: "In this way, the Lord of Zongshan will be able to practice and become an immortal like the immortal Yuhua in the future and obtain the great way of immortality?"

"Everything has its own destiny, so how can it be said accurately? It's just that I'm really fortunate to see a few points of the way of heaven."

"You are too humble. You are over 200 years old and are already half-immortal. I think the day to become an immortal is not far away."

When Zong Mohan heard this, he smiled without saying a word, looking profound.

When he came to the hall, he was also worshipped by the Immortal Yuhua, but the Immortal Yuhua in the hall sat cross-legged, pinching his hands, and his gestures were the same as when Zong Mo Han gave his salute just now.

After performing the ceremony, Zong Mohan led Chu Junlan to a main room behind the stone statue.

"Ms. Chu will be able to live here in the future, pray for blessings here quietly, and someone will send you food." He actually wanted Chu Junlan to live here.

Xiao Xu was also a little surprised, but he didn't know much about the Xuanmen, so he didn't say much. After seeing Chu Junlan settle down, he talked to Zong Mohan and left.

Chu Junlan knelt on the futon in the room, looked at the simple bedding on the wooden bed, then looked at the plate of steamed buns on the table, and simply closed his eyes and began to ponder.

According to her observation, it was impossible for Zong Mohan to be aged 200 years old. Judging from his appearance, he is not much older than Xiao Xu, but why does his tone mean a little old, and his words reveal the open-mindedness and magnanimity of the elderly?

Could it be that there is immortality in this world?

Chu Junlan didn't believe in these things before, but she, a dead person, could come to this dynasty that did not exist in history. Isn't it allowed other mysterious things to happen?

It seems that Emperor Jing Hong is already very persistent in immortality.

The owner of Tiandao Mountain is alive. I believe that he has seen many people over the years. Emperor Jing Hong's temperament must have been investigated. From Zong Mohan's conversation, it is easy to know whether he lived for two hundred years. Things in the past two hundred years must be well known.

However, the immortal's "The Secret Record of Qi" is far away.

One is the real immortal person, and the other is the immortal prescription for looking for needles in a haystack. When Emperor Jing Hong could not find the descendants of Doctor Qi and the descendants of Doctor Qi, he naturally had to attack Tiandao Mountain first.

After thinking through this, Chu Junlan understood the questions that Emperor Hong asked before leaving.

Chu Junlan looked down at his slender and fair hands.

These hands have indeed been contaminated with many lives. Since the Yong Dynasty had this custom, praying for blessings and being calm before marriage can ensure peace in the future. When she came, she simply followed the local customs.

Thinking of this, Chu Junlan really let go of his mind and entered meditation.

She breathed regularly, and at first she could hear footsteps and slight prayers outside the hall. After a long time, she could not even hear her own breath. She seemed to be immersed in a vast sea of ​​stars, and countless scenes flashed in front of her eyes. Some of her past lives and some of her current lives, no matter how sad or happy she was, she could not shake her heart. It seemed that she had completely let go of the past.

Chu Junlan breathed according to the internal skills he had practiced. When he opened his eyes again, the sky completely darkened.

There was no light in the house, and there was a food box at the door. I don’t know who gave it to you for how long.

Chu Junlan stood up and pushed the door out. The lights in the hall were brightly lit and dazzling.

As soon as he took a step, Chu Junlan looked terrified and immediately retreated to the side. He looked at the door alertly and saw a person pounce on him: "Miss Third, you are awake! Something big has happened!"

"What happened? What happened? How long have I been meditating?"

"You have been in a state of meditation for two days! The prince is gone!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Junlan's mind buzzed and grabbed Jing Yu's collar: "What did you say? Why did he disappear? When did he disappear?"
Chapter completed!