I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 197
Yuzhu Peak, also known as Keke Saijimen Peak, is located ten kilometers east of Kunlun Mountain Pass and is the highest peak in the eastern section of Kunlun Mountains.

This peak is covered with ice and snow all year round, without any exposed rocks.

At night, the sky is high, the stars are spinning, and the white ice and snow on the top of Yuzhu Mountain reflects a striking white light.

Even if you are more than ten miles away, you can still feel the compelling beauty of Mount Yuzhu, as well as the mystery and boundlessness beneath the beauty.

It's there, and once you're here, you can't help looking at it.

Just like some talented and extraordinary characters.

As long as he stands there, then he is the center point that should be taken for granted, and no one can ignore him, as if not paying attention to him is a blasphemy against the creation of such a scene and such a character.

On a hill not far from Mount Yuzhu, stood a tall figure.

Once an ordinary person's stature reaches a certain level, he will appear bulky, but this person is nearly two meters tall, but he doesn't feel bulky at all, instead giving people a very harmonious feeling.

Upon closer inspection, his body doesn't appear to be strong, but every bone and flesh are well-grown, making his body a great impact on people's sight, just like the ice and snow on the Jade Everest.

Just standing there quietly, he is as majestic as an insurmountable mountain peak, and he has a faint demeanor that can be compared with the opposite Yuzhu Peak.

"Cangshan is covered with snow, and the sky is brightly lit..."

The man's voice was cold, and the syllables were not accurate when he enunciated the words, so it sounded very weird, but he could still hear what he said clearly.

"It's so bright here, is it a bright candle?"

The man turned his head, revealing a typical Central Asian face.

Under the brown curly hair, the eagle nose was tall, making the man's sunken eye sockets even deeper. His blue eyes were colder than his voice, and there was a magical power that could see through people's hearts amidst the flickering strangeness.

The cruelty and violence engraved in his bones made it impossible to see any signs of civilization in him.

There are five people in this mountain.

In addition to the ruthless man standing in the front, there are four other people on his left and behind.

The person on the edge is half a head shorter than the cruel man, but the figure covered by the black robe is even bigger, almost like a hill. In contrast, the bald head is ridiculously small.

The howling wind made the black robe cling to his abdomen, and it was obvious that there was something constantly swimming underneath, which was so weird that it made the scalp tingle.

But this person's facial features, which had been squeezed and deformed by the fat, always had a stiff smile, and his cheeks were smooth and shiny, as if he was wearing a mask.

Beside him, sat a South Asian ascetic monk.

Her hair was a mess like weeds, and only the skin covering the bones was left on her body, and the protruding ribs could be clearly seen on her bare upper body.

The abdomen is a huge depression, and it is unknown whether there are internal organs inside.

The right hand that was raised above his head did not shake at all, the brown nails were curled up, and the knuckles protruded, like a bamboo pole tied to his body.

But what's weird is that this man's eyes are frighteningly bright, and they are not inferior to the cruel man at all.

It seems that the weaker his body is, the stronger the "God" revealed by these eyes.

Like a cicada molting its shell, new things are constantly brewing in the old body.

Behind the ascetic monk stood a shivering South Asian youth.

With close to brown skin, short stature, and wearing glasses, he looks like an ordinary college student, nothing unusual.

Two meters behind the side of the ascetic monk, is a middle-aged lama with a vicissitudes of life.

When the cold man's sight approached.

The smile on the face of the fat man in a large black robe did not change a bit.

The ascetic monk's eyes were still so deep and calm.

Although not being stared at, the timid South Asian youth dare not make eye contact with the cruel man.

Only the middle-aged lama lowered his eyes and said, "Tonight's Mount Yuzhu can be regarded as bright, but it's not as bright as a candle in the sky."

"'Riyong, Xinghuo, to be in the middle of summer', tomorrow is Lixia, the heart of Canglong Qisu will appear in the south at the beginning of twilight, and after a few hours, the light of Canglong Qisu will enter the brightest moment."

"Tomorrow is also the best day for the weather on Jade Everest in the near future. If it still can't reach the level of bright candle sky south, then at least there is no hope for this year."

"Then how many years will we have to wait for hope?"

The fat man in black robe turned his head and looked at the middle-aged lama with eyes squeezed into a straight line by the fat.

The voice also seemed to be squeezed, becoming thinner and sharper, like the screeching of insects, which made people's scalp numb.

"We worked hard to come here. If we can't see what we want to see, do you think... a few simple explanations can send us away?"

"Calm down." The middle-aged lama smiled wryly, "You all know that we didn't spread false news this time."

"Back then, when Patriarch Danba passed away, he could see the future of the third generation. He left a last word and a small bell, saying, 'After the bell rings, you will know your own nature'. A few days ago, the small bell rang by itself for no reason. It shows that the time that the Patriarch said has come."

"In the past few days, there have been many miracles on Mount Yuzhu. You have witnessed it with your own eyes. This must not be faked."

"Even standing here, you should be able to notice the peculiarity of Mount Yuzhu. In the past, Mount Yuzhu was not so bright at night."

"That's why my teacher speculates that this year's Lixia season is the time with the greatest hope."

The timid South Asian man suddenly put his ear to the mouth of the silent ascetic, and then tremblingly said: "Master... the master said that he felt the breath of Brahma here, and this mountain is extraordinary."

He spoke Chinese, and his pronunciation was very strange.

The middle-aged lama smiled: "Master Laxman's perception is really sharp. With the testimony of the master, I think the reliability of the matter is a little bit greater."

"I hope so." The ruthless man said expressionlessly, "I got the news, I traveled quickly for several days and nights, and killed many people to enter from Central Asia. No matter who deceives me, they will have to pay the price."

The fat man in a black robe smiled sharply: "Mamel, this is not Central Asia. I'm afraid your murder has already been exposed, and someone is already chasing you."

The middle-aged lama said helplessly: "You have also seen that the order here is stable. Whether it is ordinary people or aliens, they must follow the order here. After entering the country, if you continue to kill people, you will be targeted by the company that handles the affairs of aliens. Very troublesome."

The man named Mamel said: "Their border defense line is so long, who knows how many strangers they come in to kill? When Central Asia was the most chaotic, many practitioners came here."

The fat man said: "Mamel is right. As long as he escapes from the border, who can go abroad to chase him?"

"Today is different from the past." Mamel turned around and continued to look at Mount Yuzhu, his voice was colder than ice, "Back then, they were masters like clouds... Later, they were killed in a few years, and now there are What a powerful person?"

"I had a lot of dealings with the companies in the northwest, and killed a lot of people. What can they do?"

"There are not as many masters as before, but there are quite a few. We don't need to alarm the company's headquarters, let alone the entire Alien World." The lama known as Xia sighed, "No one knows, will there be another one and another?" That devil-like figure back then..."

"Decades after that person disappeared, we dare not set foot in this area. What face do we have to talk about masters?"

The wind howled, and no one spoke.

Until the South Asian young man broke the silence: "Big...the master said, killing...killing is not good..."

"What's wrong with killing? As long as you can afford the price, you can kill if you want." The fat man in black robe looked at Xia, "Where is your master? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Xia said: "Don't worry, everyone, my teacher has been delayed for some time due to miscellaneous matters, and I will be there soon."

……

In a barren mountain, wolves howled constantly.

Lao Meng sat on a rock and reached out to touch the back of a wolf's neck.

Numerous night birds circled above his head.

Rats, bugs, and wolves, originally species of predators, have reached a strange harmonious relationship around him.

In this atmosphere, Lao Meng felt extremely comfortable, without any anxiety when dealing with others.

Lowering his head, Lao Meng whispered into the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Tonight, I found that the five aliens who entered the market are all aliens without registration files. They are guessed to be privately awakened, or those who entered the country from the border. Do we need to take action?"

"No need." Hua Feng's weary voice came from the intercom, "We have arrested and interrogated people secretly, most of them are hired people, and I don't know what I'm doing."

"Our side is already tracking down the person behind the scenes, and you should also pay attention to it. If you find this person, take timely action."

"I understand." Old Meng Na turned on the walkie-talkie.

The invisible qi overflowed from his body, and the surrounding animals were all covered by qi.

After a while, Lao Meng waved his hand: "Go ahead, monitor everyone who enters the market at night, but don't get too close."

The densely packed animals and insects scattered around in an orderly manner.

Lao Meng's perception also expanded accordingly.

Not long after, a nocturnal bird flew back soundlessly and landed on Lao Meng's lap.

Lao Meng touched its wings and said with a smile, "What did you find again?"

The bird did not answer, but a voice answered for the bird.

"It saw me."

Lao Meng looked up in shock and subconsciously turned on the flashlight.

The moment he looked down at the bird, someone had already approached within two feet of him silently, but he himself didn't notice anything unusual.

Appearing in front of him was a lama wearing a red cassock, neither tall nor short, neither strong nor thin, with a handsome appearance and a ruddy complexion.

She looks about thirty or forty years old, but there is no vicissitudes in her eyes, but only an unspeakable purity.

Under the light of Lao Meng's flashlight, between the opening and closing of his eyes, the divine light inside looms, and there is a strange charm that captures the soul.

The forehead is high and wide, which seems to have condensed countless wisdom. Just standing there, there is a taste of being out of the world, as if this person is not a figure in the world.

Lao Meng stood up solemnly: "Who are you?"

The lama asked, "Are you Lao Meng from the northwest?"

His voice is gentle and very pleasant, which makes people involuntarily immerse themselves in it.

But Lao Meng was extremely nervous, and the bugs and various animals scattered by him began to return.

The sound of wings beating densely and the swarm of insects crawling could be heard from all around, as if the army was marching in an orderly manner.

"The unique biologist." Trumpet took a step forward and said to himself, "You should be Lao Meng."

……

Early the next morning, Lu Zhen and Tang Wenlong rushed to the urban area closest to Mount Yuzhu.

The place where the two got off the plane was not close to Mount Yuzhu, so they had to cross the city to another city first, and then take a car to go to Mount Yuzhu.

In one night, Tang Wenlong had figured out the general idea of ​​the matter.

"Look, this person was just an ordinary tourist." Tang Wenlong, with a swollen right eye in the car, pointed to a photo in the folder and said, "I just climbed the Jade Everest once, and felt Qi on the top of the mountain. Now he has become an alien."

Lu Zhen, who was sitting next to Tang Wenlong, looked at the photo in Tang Wenlong's hand.

The woman in the photo looks less than 30 years old, just an ordinary urban white-collar worker, but her hands are holding a steel bar the size of a bent thumb.

Tang Wenlong continued: "This person was the first to be affected and became one of the few people who became aliens. Today, there are no fewer than 20 ordinary people who have been affected by Jade Everest."

"Mount Yuzhu has no effect on aliens for the time being, it only affects ordinary people, but the reason is unknown for the time being."

"Someone recalled that he insisted on climbing to the top of the mountain, and suddenly felt very warm on his body, and only after he went down the mountain did he realize that he had sensed Qi."

"Some people feel the qi only halfway up the mountain, and some people can't feel the qi after climbing the mountain several times."

"Excluding some messy statements, they can't explain the reasons for the changes in their bodies."

"Now, the company has temporarily blocked Jade Everest, and ordinary people are not allowed to set foot on Jade Everest, so I don't know if ordinary people can be transformed into aliens there."

Lu Zhen looked at Tang Wenlong, an expert in intelligence gathering, in surprise: "Did you get the news from the company? Are they willing to disclose the matter to you so clearly?"

"There are people I know, but it's not important, they just connected me with the Northwest Division." Tang Wenlong scratched his hair, "After I got connected, I told them that I was traveling on Mount Yuzhu. If they If you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll send it to Moments.”

"If I were an ordinary person, they would definitely hide it. Since I am a stranger, there is nothing to hide."

"The matter has become a hot topic in the local area, and many people know about it, and they can't keep it hidden for long."

"That's not the point, the point is the transformation of ordinary people into aliens!"

Tang Wenlong glanced at the empty carriage: "Don't you know what this means? We practiced so hard at the beginning... I didn't feel the qi until I meditated for a few days, and many people in the same period didn't even feel the qi at all."

"But here..." He tapped on the photo on the folder, "But here, you can easily feel the qi when climbing a mountain! If it gets out, there will be a lot of turmoil in the world of aliens."

"My cultivation is also very hard." The thoughtful Lu Zhen echoed casually.

No longer suppressing his emotions with Ming Soul Technique, his EQ has improved significantly, and he didn't mention that he can perceive Qi casually.

Not only Kunlun Mountain is here on Mount Everest, but many things have come to his mind.

The 24-section Tongtian Valley in the Qinling Mountains can help ordinary people perceive Qi, as can the Yuzhu Peak in Kunlun. There must be some connection between the two.

In addition, the sacred tree on Nathan Island can produce aliens in batches.

The perfect self-cultivation stove that Qu Tong wants to make can also transform ordinary people into aliens.

There seems to be a lot hidden beneath the forbidden power that transforms ordinary people into aliens...

"It is rumored that Qinling also has the power to help ordinary people perceive Qi?" Tang Wenlong asked suddenly.

Lu Zhen nodded: "The original owner there is Ziyang Master Zhang Boduan, and the methods left behind are mysterious and unpredictable, and can indeed help ordinary people awaken."

"Zhang Boduan? Doesn't it mean that it has something to do with Wugensheng?" Looking around, Tang Wenlong asked cautiously, "Are the things of Wugensheng and...the things of Master Ziyang all in your hands?"

Lu Zhen looked at Tang Wenlong expressionlessly.

Tang Wenlong swallowed, leaned back, and distanced himself from Lu Zhen: "I'll just ask casually, you don't have to answer if you don't want to, there's no need to think about killing someone, right?"

"You think too much." Lu Zhen shook his head, "The power of your Tang Sect is not under the top ten. There should be someone who will participate in the exploration. After you go back, you can ask about the situation."

"It seems that the rootless collection is really not on your body." Tang Wenlong curled his lips, "The matter is still spread with nose and eyes..."

As he said that, he suddenly looked at Lu Zhen strangely: "There are you in Qinling Mountains, you are here, and you are there in the matter of seeking the truth, and you are still there when the celestial master descends from the mountain... As expected, wherever you go, you will always be there. There will be chaos."

Lu Zhen retorted: "It's not that there will be chaos wherever I go, but that I just happen to appear in the place where chaos occurs."

Most of the things Tang Wenlong said were not controlled by his will, they were things that would have happened in the first place, and he just got involved.

"No wonder the southwest side is so afraid of you..."

Tang Wenlong leaned his forehead on the seat in front, turned his head to look at the desolate scene outside.

The car bumped, causing the seat back to hit his swollen right eye.

"It hurts..." Tang Wenlong covered his eyes and let out a "hiss", "Although your wishful strength and the speed of splitting the empty palm are very fast, the distance is limited. If I increase the distance, I will use the poisonous miasma to fight you in a war of attrition." , can survive at least three tricks!"

"However, I have to practice a long-range attack first. The farther the distance, the better."

Lu Zhen picked up the folder Tang Wenlong threw on the seat: "You can try it."

Tang Wenlong said: "It's okay to try, just don't slap your face next time."

……

It was already noon when we arrived at the urban area closest to Mount Yuzhu.

Without delay, the two set off for Mount Yuzhu immediately.

Since Mount Yuzhu has been blocked, there are not many people going there now, and the whole car is even more empty than the car with two people coming to the city.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the two finally saw Mount Yuzhu.

(End of this chapter)